Chapter 1897: The Chosen One of the Eastern Imperial Clan, O

To say nothing is to be a free spirit, but it also evokes a subtle sense of death.The last time I felt this way was when Jun Xiaoyao was in the Bronze Immortal Palace, immersed in the Qi of All Things...incredibly ancient heritage.Relying solely on Your Highness's casual words and phrases will be insufficient to inflict any substantial harm upon the ancient imperial clan.But even if it's just a blow...