As energy suffused with ancient Sword Intent swept through these Scriptures, this space suddenly gave birth to an indescribable, bleak atmosphere.
It seemed as though the Runes had become aware of their Fate reaching its end, hence producing a mournful wail and sigh.
Boundless golden aura, limitless Chaos, and an ancient aura fell like endless withered leaves, rustling down.
The sobbing sounds made one's heart fill with sorrow.
Yet this could not shake Zhou Yan's heart. For Yanyan's sake, let alone some ancient Heavenly and Earthly Tao patterns, he would not hesitate even if it meant slaughtering all the living beings under the heavens!
This was Zhou Yan's choice. From the moment Yanyan called out 'Father King' and connected with his bloodline, even though she was not his biological daughter, he remained unwavering and without regret.
Perhaps, feelings always develop unknowingly and then deepen.
