C249 The Final Trump Card

Tia Qian, hurtling toward Ye Xuan with the speed of a meteor, sensed the vast and boundless aura emanating from Ye Xuan's body, reminiscent of an ancient weapon awakening from a million-year slumber.

The figure, swift as lightning, came to an abrupt halt. Tia Qian's gaze flickered with uncertainty as he observed Ye Xuan, who stood serenely in the void