What kind of nobody dares to match wits with Them?
Just crush them to death, sort out the chaos and restore order!
As her voice faded, Gary Smith could see the blurred figure of the Daoist Granny appearing, chasing after the Divine Lunar Chariot.
Wherever she passed, the entire diseased River of History trembled, and many weak Domains of Sickness shattered from the diffusing aura, turning into nothingness.
In ancient times, Kuafu pursued the day; now, Daoist Granny chases the moon!
One by one, golden lotuses bloomed, with countless female arms stretching out, enveloped in sacred radiance, reaching towards them.
"Quick, speed up!!"
Gary Smith's scalp tingled; he certainly didn't want to be forcibly loved by Daoist Granny—the age difference... it really could kill a person. He urged the Moon Crow Divine Messenger to fly faster.
But the Moon Crow Divine Messenger lacked interest and ignored Gary Smith.