Fēng Mó stood on a dragon bone of the golden chariot, and let out a sinister chuckle: "Brother Fang, Brother Dong Liu, it's been a long time.,The power required for the Radiant Ten Thousand Patterns Artifact is enormous. Even a Saint with a perfect physique cannot invoke its full power before reaching the Saint King realm.,Zhang Ruochin soared out of the Golden Stepped Dragon Palanquin like a great peng spreading its wings. The space before him twisted and warped, becoming a swirling vortex.。