C700 Primitive Prophecy

He glanced at the people in the Northwest Alliance. There were a lot of people he knew there. He was not afraid of the Western Orthodoxy, but he was afraid that the people around him would suffer. Originally, he had been prepared to acknowledge them, but now, he could only put it aside.

"Disperse." Meng Xuan said.

An old Empyrean God suddenly appeared. He stared blankly at Meng Xuan