Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

too early can easily cast a shadow over their lives, even warping their personalities.“High Priestess!” Qingbaji entered the room and immediately walked before the white-haired old woman, kneeling ha...d been stirred by the "Jealous Fire" of the magical art were just born and then absorbed by that whirlpool.However, with Jiang Wang's fighting talent, how could he hope for "Jealous Fire" to succeed a...