Things rarely go according to plan.
Because of the wailing of the Vast Sea Dragon Staff, the Emperor of Great Xuan decided to abandon his original plan.
The wills of his three children were as unyielding as immortal iron, impossible to forge.
Since that was the case, he would just let them clash.
Whoever died would be unworthy of becoming the next Emperor of Great Xuan, unworthy of wielding the Mandate of the Hong Realm!
...
The tribulation clouds in the sky gradually receded, vanishing into the depths of the heavens.
At this moment, Ten Thousand Thunder Cliff was completely calm.
Without the glow of the tribulation lightning, the night grew even darker.
"Return." After getting a feel for the profundities of the Donghuang Chaos Bell, Fang Yang put it away.
