C182 Tiandi Huajue

The fourth prince's eyes were like lightning, and on his head was a canopy of flowers. Precious light radiated in all directions, as if the Human Emperor was patrolling the world. His steps were abnormally calm. He strode forward like a dragon or tiger, quickly stepping into the great wasteland.

"Meng Xuan." Yun Zhao growled lowly and lifted his head, his eyes full of ferocity