ate such a stable small world, it should be the work of an emperor or above. However, the rules of heaven and earth are still the same as those in the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain," Jun Xiaoyao though...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.