C897 Become Emperor as soon as possible, the storm will come

"Brilliant …" "Yaoyang."

Under the shackles of countless dragons, the tall man's mouth started to dry up as he struggled to call out.

"Han Bo!"

On top of the Mount of the World, Ye Wusheng's feet were stepping across the heavens and earth, suppressing the ancient stars. Those deep and profound eyes of his immediately flowed with endless tears, as he looked up