"If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. Are you ants worthy of this supreme explanation?"

As soon as the sound fell, the creatures in the Nine Emperor Realms were completely in despair.

The endless palace fell into the clouds, and a million-foot palm print was imprinted on the earth. Countless creatures were turned into nothingness under this hand.

Qin Xuan looked at the destruction of Zhitian Palace and slowly exhaled, feeling relieved in his heart.

That grievance is over!

But... Qin Xuan glanced sideways and glanced at Sixth Jingshui.

"I owe you a huge favor. If I can do it, I can do it for you!" Qin Xuan said. This time, he survived from a desperate situation.

But not every time, there is such a coincidence or even luck.

Even though the Eight Sects were destroyed, Qin Xuan never felt happy at all. Instead, he felt the true power of the Sixth Jingshui.

With such power, what can Qin Changqing do to compete with him!?

In the fairy world, how can we compete with it!?
Chapter completed!