Inside the Flame Palace, there was deathly silence.
Zhou Dao's eyes were so wide they almost fell out; he stared at that face, both familiar and unfamiliar, barely able to believe everything he was seeing.
"Heaven... Celestial Lord!?"
Zhou Dao's voice was soft, yet it caused the young human-looking Treasures Demon God to suddenly change color.
Twenty years had passed since the Celestial Lord had vanished, and the fear that man once brought had long turned to history.
However, the Treasures Demon God never imagined that this day would come when he would hear that name again.
"You..."
The Treasures Demon God's stiff body slowly turned, his neck mechanically twisting backward, and when he clearly saw the person behind him, his entire being felt as if it were struck by myriad thunders, every pore on his body blasted open.
"Primordial Sovereign!"
The Treasures Demon God's mind exploded.
