"Meng Qingzhou, you're even more suited to be the Human Emperor than Ji Wushuang. Everyone at the Heaven-Watching Pavilion must be blind."

"But have you ever thought about the price you'll pay for toying with me so recklessly?"

"Can you withstand the wrath of the Sky-Reaching Realm?"

The old monk's eyes glowed with golden light. As he spoke, the endless yellow sands seemed to come alive, surging like ocean currents.