C3537 It Can?

"Only ten years left …"

As time passed, Kong Mu was still unable to think of a way, and Great Emperor Zong Xuan and the rest became even more frightened.

As they neared the ten-thousand-year limit, they instinctively smelled the scent of death.

This aura was very real, as if the god of death had already begun to wave at them, opening up a path to death for them.

"Don't even think about it