Countless dull thunders, filled with the aura of destruction, and the power of catastrophe hidden in the corners of the world are all being attracted at this moment, as if they are awakening at this moment.

A sound like muffled thunder.

Came from the sky.

"A mere useless soul dares to call himself the Lord of Gray Mist? Do you know who I am!"

Buzz!

Above the void, a huge array of black light suddenly appeared.

The space rippled like water, vibrating violently.

A huge black shadow, over a thousand feet tall, was entrenched in the void.

It seems that the vast sky is just his bed quilt.

A majestic aura like a supreme emperor immediately locked onto the so-called Lord of Gray Mist in front of him.

"What!"

Although his soul was not enough to stare at, the face of the Lord of Gray Mist became ugly to the naked eye.

"Huh? He does too!"

Emperor Bawu's eyes widened.
Chapter completed!