Chapter 1813: A War Between the Two Holy Clans, a Clash of I

, enveloped by the glow of his origin.That hazy ancestral will, also a murmured self-talk."I can feel it, the winds of chaos in the Realm Sea will rise, and the world-ending darkness will blow in from...is a bit embarrassing to say, the Red Dust Son did indeed have feelings for me before.”"Of course, he was also a philanderer, and Fei Yan had never agreed to anything with him.""But now, with the mast...