The entire Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace was shrouded in black clouds, a dense atmosphere of ominous fate, misfortune, utterly loathed by the Human Race Heavenly Dao, a person predetermined by fate.
Boom!
Suddenly, a terrifying thunderbolt descended from the sky, striking the Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace directly, leaving a pitch-black scorch mark inside the palace. A few lightning bolts even surged into the palace, landing on a green-clothed youth, causing a few strands of hair on his head to lift and curl slightly.
"Oh?"
Jiang Ding's gaze turned slightly cold.
His eyes, which radiated with black and white light, scanned the entire Star Domain, deeply analyzing the factors of space, Heavenly Dao, rules, cause and effect, and the four seasons at this moment.
"Coincidence."
Jiang Ding's eyes narrowed.
