Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 644

Inconceivable!

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At this moment, he had already rushed to the border between North Continent of Julu and Dongsheng Shenzhou!

It went without saying that those Chaos Demon Gods were in grave danger.

Su Yang felt a trace of curiosity as well. The current Sect Master Tongtian had already reached the Mythical Human-Immortal Second Rank. If he activated the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and set up the legendary Zhu Xian Sword Formation, just how terrifying would its power become?

Could an ordinary existence who had entered the Mythical Human-Immortal Third Rank be confident of breaking this formation?

It would probably be anything but easy!

Empress Houtu swept her gaze across the crowd. When she suddenly saw Great Emperor Fengdu and Lord of Mount Tai among them, she softly asked, "Did you come to ask the little fellow to take action as well?"

Perhaps among all these mighty figures, only Empress Nuwa and Empress Houtu had always called Su Yang "little fellow."

After all, Su Yang's path of growth had been made possible by the silent protection of the two of them.

Looking back, when Su Yang had still been weak and had yet to touch the threshold of immortality in the Primordial World, it had been Empress Houtu who had secretly arranged for Great Emperor Fengdu and Lord of Mount Tai to protect him.

Now that Su Yang had already ascended to lofty heights, he naturally never minded such forms of address.

He had never cared much for empty formalities. He knew very well that regardless of what they called him, he had long held an irreplaceable place in Nuwa and Houtu's hearts.

That realization was already enough for him.

Su Yang smiled faintly. Great Emperor Fengdu and Lord of Mount Tai also nodded in response before answering:

"Empress, we have

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