C1197 Cold Moon Manifestation

"Hmm? What is going on?"

Yu Haoran looked at the eight cultivators of Mahayana Stage fighting with each other and rushing towards him.

In Yu Haoran's imagination, these eight cultivators of Mahayana Stage should have rushed towards the Supreme grade spiritual tool like a swarm of bees. Why were they rushing towards him and snatching him?

In the moment of shock