C557 Frost Patriarch

The Fifth Realm King was sitting in the courtyard, quietly looking at the pond in front of him. A gentle breeze blew, causing ripples to appear on the pond. Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind him.

"Lord Realm Lord, I have something to report." The person who came was the Demon of Strength.

"Speak." The Fifth Realm King did not even turn his head