require a specific posture to traverse."Lin Miao Yi, I consider you as my little sister. Why would you..."Wang Xuan suddenly sat up from the stone bed, opened his eyes, and let out a long breath.A dr...rvest the lives of these disciples.Slaughter!It was a complete and utter massacre!"To not cultivate diligently yet to cling to the Yin Wuji, this is your fate."Wang Xuan coldly said, his eyes cold and...
Chapter 112: The Musician