"Miss, could you give me some face? You've already taught him a lesson, so spare his life."
At the end of the azure heaven, at the end of the boundless sky, a voice that seemed to be from another plane world came through.
A middle-aged man's voice.
With a touch of melancholy and the flavor of time.
Every word and sentence seemed to evolve into the endless great Dao of the azure heaven.
His voice, though not loud, seemed to inch into every martial cultivator's soul and heart.
It's... it's the Old Ancestor of the Zhuo Family!!!
The Zhuo Family, being the top-level first-class forces.
At the dawn of the great era, there were already several Great Emperor-level beings.
Among them, the strongest was the Old Ancestor of the Zhuo Family.
At this moment, it was the Old Ancestor of the Zhuo Family who spoke.
