"What did you say!?"
Zi Can first froze upon hearing this, entirely taken aback by Qin Heng's response. A look of surprise crossed his face, then he shook his head lightly and said, "What a pity. This King grants you death!"
At the same time, the clouds behind Zi Can churned wildly. In an instant, the clouds within a radius of more than ten kilometers stirred violently, transforming into mountain ranges and rivers that exactly resembled Qingtong Mountain spreading for seventy kilometers below!
Mountains hung suspended in the sky. Amid the surging clouds, they emitted an immensely domineering aura. Zi Can stood in the sky, hands behind his back, looking as though he carried the weight of an entire realm, every move capable of crushing an entire world!
ROAR, ROAR, ROAR!!
Dragon roars echoed among the cloud mountains. Black Dragons, each a kilometer long, suddenly sprang from the sea of clouds, coiling above the cloud mountain ranges that stretched for ten kilometers!
