PREVIEW
... white lines.
It rapidly crisscrossed along the white lines like it was a pathway guiding it to something. The faster it moved, the brighter Yang Qing's white light and the grey flame flashed. The rapid crisscrossing went on for almost ten minutes before it finally settled down in on a white line that was in the northwestern part of the plain.
"Ignite,"
Yang Qing muttered from within the white cloak once he saw the blood drop finally settle down. The drop ignited in a dee ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























