the more it gives people a sense of danger."Praise be, Your Majesty. The destruction of Mount Sun God was merely a whim, an act of passing fancy."Even facing this Golden Crow Ancestor, whose strength...ose into the air and flowed in the void, as if constructing an unparalleled formation to suppress the Drought Demon's Bone Staff.And the Bone Staff of Drought trembled, billowing black mist like smoke...