yes of true powerhouses, it was just like children playing house.As his cultivation level increases, the threat he poses to the Wanmo Ridge grows day by day.Outside the inner circle, the Wanmo Ridge f...The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level”lattered, accompanied by the swirling glow, as screams echoed incessantly.Wherever Lu Ye passed, there was a bloody storm. Limbs and flesh were scattered everywhere. Behind him, red fluorescence flew...
Chapter 9: Identification