C1886 On the Shoulder

However, forcefully using the fourth level of the Dance of the Nine Heavens was still very taxing on Jiang Zhuo.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Zhuo's face had already turned pale, and his entire body was trembling slightly. The veins on his forehead were bulging.

"Humph!"

Elder Ying snorted coldly and gave the two elders beside him a look