In the desolate land, the setting sun was like blood.
Chen Mountain's clothes were stained with blood, his aura in disarray, and he appeared particularly embattled.
"Divine Eye Empire!"
The quasi-emperor of the Taichu Sacred Land had icy eyes.
Thinking of himself, Chen Mountain, as an ancient quasi-emperor, who once suppressed countless geniuses tens of thousands of years ago, and now faced with such a humiliating situation upon entering the starry sky, how could he not feel anger?
At the beginning.
Chen Mountain and Cui Lan were traveling through the starry sky, continuously searching for opportunities to exchange for contribution points.
With their quasi-emperor level strength, they were considered powerful throughout the starry sky, and could effortlessly handle even some top-tier starry sky behemoths.
Even other powerful factions did not want to conflict with two quasi-emperors unnecessarily.
However—
