C1297 CHAPTER1297 INVIGORATING THE AIR AND FIGHTING AGAIN

Sam Moreels narrowed his eyes and thought to himself...

"According to what the purple-robed youth said, this eight-star Saint realm is actually the Human Race's cultivator..."

"Since it's the Human Race's cultivator, why did it mix with the god race's cultivator?"

Sam Moreels muttered to himself, his eyes burning like a torch...

At this moment, the thoughts in his heart were churning..