C1839 Metaphase

Hearing the system notification sound in his mind, Xu Haotian's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp light.

"Ancient God Emperor, since you're courting death, I'll let you see why the flowers are so red."

"You can leave first. I, the Ancient God Emperor, will take your life."

Xu Haotian's cold voice sounded out in the spacious hall. Wen Tianxiang let out a sigh of relief to himself