, this kind of silence is not the kind that signifies the extinction of life.Such an environment is fertile ground and a treasure trove for the beings of ultimate imperial clans.But to the creatures o..."Lu family!"

"Mojia!"

"Hail, Emperor!"

Many cultivators from both sides, including Mo Yanyu and Lu Fu貴, bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.

Their words were filled with utmost respect.

These two entities were not directly under the jurisdiction of Jun Di Ting.Yue of the East was about to begin refining the Wan Dao Bones.Suddenly, a crisp voice came from outside the hall."Ao Yuejie."A maiden, clad in a pink dress, with features as delicate as porcelain and...