could only exert at most 30% of his strength."Could it be..."Thinking of a possibility, the Tianwang Chiguo gasped.The only possibility is that even if Jun Xiaoyao's strength remains at only 30%, he w...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade., pretty strong. Pulling a cart should be more than enough." Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly.As expected of a descendant of the ancient ferocious beast, one strike was enough to cause his palm...