Shi Hao, his posture upright like a pine, face resolute, stands proudly there, as if an ancient True God walked out from illusion.
His long black hair flows like a waterfall in the wind, his eyes akin to stars, gleaming with the light of understanding all things.
Within his body, there is power that shakes heaven and earth; each step he takes seems to resonate with the world.
Having not appeared for countless years, the once little rascal who loved beast milk has grown stronger, with an immense aura flowing in every gesture, as if he could split heaven and earth with a wave of his hand.
By this moment, one could already perceive a trace of the demeanor of Emperor Huang Tian from Shi Hao.
As soon as Little Dot appeared, Jiang Hui immediately noticed.
He glanced slightly aside.
Feeling curious in his heart.