C761 Divine Whip Sect Escaped
A fierce aura radiated from Neissa's body, enveloping the surroundings.
The bone-chilling cold made everyone feel as though they had been plunged into an ice cellar. Neissa, gripping the West Sword in his right hand, hadn't launched an attack, yet he seemed to have the entire situation under his subtle control.
Zhou Tao, who had been covertly observing the battle from within a house