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

ng his attention, he only saw a few wisps of gray air being pulled out from the void, revealing themselves.The gray qi, like silk threads, was absorbed entirely by the ghost candle.Jiang Wang recogniz...o continue north and even clash with the Jing Kingdom would likely not cause them any fear.But Zhuang Gao Xian was proud of himself, yet he could not be blind.In the complex and volatile situation in...