C3313 Saintliness

The golden world was vast and endless.

Dao Zun looked at Yang Ping in shock as if he was an invincible war god. His heart couldn't help but tremble. There had never been a moment where he respected a person so much, and that person was Yang Ping, who he regarded as an ant.

Impossible!

Dao Zun roared in his heart, and his eyes shot out a cold light. This must be an illusion