Chapter 123: Dark Vortex

intertwining branches formed a natural, mysterious pattern, bringing an aura of mystery and solemnity.The wrinkled high priest stood before this altar of trees.His hair was white as snow.With solemn...he sink into the water.He indeed heard it clearly.Lin Zhengli is dead, completely dead.At first, to give An'an an excuse, Jiang Wang borrowed a sword and came here, wielding it horizontally across the...