Under the torn sky of Tianchen Country lay the massive body of Zuo Qiuyong.
In front of Li Huowang, Zuo Qiuyong's mountainous body swayed, trying to stand up again.
However, as the holes riddling his body twisted rapidly, he lost control and crashed heavily to the ground once more.
Is this Touzi's backer? Can these bizarre things really be Fate Commanders of Fusheng Heaven? What Heavenly Dao do they govern? To be so powerful! Li Huowang's pupils shrank violently at the sight.
Li Huowang didn't know exactly what had just happened, but he knew one thing: the previously unstoppable Fate Commander of Growth had been easily and utterly suppressed.
The things that fell from the rift were far more powerful than the indomitable Zuo Qiuyong, perhaps many times more so.
