Damn, I want to go home, I want to return to the blue planet, this place is just too dangerous.
Yang Zhen didn't even have the energy to curse. The great disaster of heaven and earth had already destroyed the world once ten thousand years ago. Many strong beings either perished or were reincarnated, even the Eastern Desolation Emperor in front of him had been hiding for who knows how many years before finally planning to emerge.
Looking at the Eastern Desolation Emperor's face flickering with a solemn expression, Yang Zhen asked curiously, "Senior, what exactly happened back then?"
The Eastern Desolation Emperor's face showed a nostalgic look as he began to speak, "Back in those days..."
"Wait!"
Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly bulged round with disbelief as he stared at the Eastern Desolation Emperor and asked, "You can talk? You dare to talk?"
