PREVIEW
... eyes in the secret chamber of the Demon Suppression Tower, his breathing heavy and prolonged. The gust of wind expelled from his mouth, like a pale white streamer, kicked up a bit of accumulated dust on the ground before it fluttered back down.
The secret chamber felt somewhat hazy and emitted a strange sulfuric scent.
Su Heng’s brow furrowed slightly.
He waved his hand, and the gust of wind driven by gravity,
swept up all the dust in the chamber, arbitrarily pili ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























