"Zhang Hanyang, a dragon has emerged from the lower realm."

The third prince Nanfeng who was in charge of the affairs of the lower realm in Fengxue Palace this time, when he heard the news that several of his subordinates had fallen, including Nan Qi who had Nirvana Fruit, his expression was stiff on the spot. Close your eyes and exhale gently:

"Are you sure it's not Zhang Mu, but his grandson Zhang Hanyang?"