Taiyin... The guardian is the guardian after all.

Angry dragon roar resounded on the earth where there was no breath of the divine fruit. True dragon spiritual consciousness tried its best to release it, but no trace or breath could be found.

The Tianlang Holy Sword disappeared into Caizhi's hands, without panic or anger, she turned around and looked at the distant south.

"My Master," a voice with supreme majesty sounded in her soul sea: "Why do you want him to take away the Divine Fruit if you are so resentful to him?"
Chapter completed!