Destiny Exhausted!

Fleeting Light splashed from the depths of Chen Fusheng's eyes. His gaze pierced through countless layers of space and looked toward the summit of Calamity Peak.

He was utterly astonished. The Dark Queen really was at the summit of Calamity Peak.

The scene atop the mountain was hazy and indistinct: stretches of shattered ruins, desolate and withered, wreathed in wisps of eerie mist. The tides of a Prehistoric Ocean could faintly be heard in the distance.

The ruined world behind Calamity Peak seemed to connect with a prehistoric ocean.

Those tidal sounds made Chen Fusheng's scalp crawl, for he sensed some kind of calamity fluctuation.

His heart jolted. What was behind Calamity Peak? Could it be connected to the world of Prehistoric Civilization?

Even with his strongest vision, Chen Fusheng could not make out any scene. He felt even more strongly that if he charged in, he would die on the spot.

At that moment, the Dark Queen seemed to have stopped at the seashore. Her spacious black robe fluttered in the wind, and black-gold armor glimmered faintly beneath her skirt.

Her black hair flowed like a waterfall, her red lips vivid. With one jade-like hand, she stroked the White Fox while calmly gazing at the golden Thunder Zone.

Chen Fusheng could confirm that the Dark Queen had seen him. He bowed deeply in salute.

The gratitude for her assistance twice in succession seemed to be connected to some extraordinary person?

There were no causeless karmic ties in this world. Chen Fusheng's thoughts were in turmoil because he did not know what connection existed between the Dark Queen and himself. He could not even say whether she had seen the scene of him killing the Yazi Patriarch.

Boom!

At that moment, the space before Chen Fusheng shattered, and an exceptionally