"Just a metaphor." Dongfang Xinglan clutched his arm: "I also said, unless you don't understand the premise of the outside world, now... I definitely wouldn't think this way, unless the Divine Temple were demolished."
"Then what would you build in its place?"
"Anything would do." Dongfang Xinglan chuckled lightly: "Anyway, this city can't be rebuilt quickly."
After speaking, she waved to the Little White Fox not far away, who immediately ran over, transforming into human form and respectfully saluted: "Greetings, Master."
Dongfang Xinglan squatted down to pinch the Little White Fox's ears: "When the Longjiang dikes broke, I estimated that the half-baked Martial God nurtured by the Dynasty would find it hard to single-handedly stop the flood. Do you think...
Is the reason some from the outside world have suppressed the Three Great Dynasties to this extent solely because of the Dragon Soul Treasure in the Land of Prosperity?"
