The deep eyes, like the abyss that never flows, reflect Bai Ze's stiff eyes. In the latter's eyes, karma, heaven's secrets, destiny, and all things surged out, turning into layers of changes. The pattern of , and different from the golden color when the gods of the Qing Dynasty surged up, this time, there were traces of red blood-like traces in the bottom of Bai Ze's eyes.

"time…"

"Wei Yuan's cause and effect, Jue's cause and effect, what the **** is this..."

White Pond

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