Therefore, when Li Che stood up, he couldn't help being a bit stunned.
"Elder Li… where are you going?"
Li Che didn't look back as he walked out of Golden Light Peak, merely waved his hand.
"Taking Xi Xi to eat the loaches we fished."
Nan Lihuo didn't understand, but he knew for sure that Li Che was going to stir up something big.
He sighed, walked to the Divine Palace doors, but where could he still see Li Che's back? It had long since vanished.
Golden Light Prefecture sat by the side of the Third Prince's Mysterious Temple; Nan Lihuo had long foreseen that there would be such a terrifying calamity.
Yet he hadn't expected the shockwaves to be even more violent than he had imagined.
Xi Xi had bulldozed through Golden Light Prefecture City—how many undergoing Divine Tribulation had fallen, how many Martial Saint Divine Embryos had turned to dust, how much blood had dyed the flagstones red?
