Ye Tian held his right hand high, his arm skin was slowly turning into strange crimson, and a flame of light was burning in the palm of his hand.

Ye Fusheng said: "Ye Tian, you have to think clearly. Nine stars are linked with beads, four boundaries are in disorder, and the pattern of heaven and earth is about to change."

this is not alarmism. As long as nine stars are linked, no one knows the final outcome of the four realms of heaven and earth.

Ye Tian smiles and doesn't care. "What does that mean? I'm just saving my mother and peace. The four realms change. That's not something...