It is simply a small thing that pales in comparison to the big one. There is no comparison.

Murong Tiandao clenched his fists nervously.

His knuckles turned white from the exertion.

Can Murong Wushuang successfully overcome such a powerful catastrophe?

His own imperial calamity back then was not so powerful and terrifying.

Even so, he had a narrow escape from death during the tribulation.

The old-style Emperor Realm transcends tribulations, and you really have to fight with your life.

How can one successfully overcome a calamity as casually as he does now?

When Murong Tiandao thought of this, he couldn't help but subconsciously glance at Gu Fei, who was eating snacks and reading a book.

Yes, Gu Fei took out the biography of strange monsters and started reading it again.

Because he is so boring.

What kind of double catastrophe, what kind of destruction of heaven and earth, in his eyes, is nothing more than that.

Because he had seen real destruction of heaven and earth with his own eyes.

What does this little calamity mean now?
Chapter completed!