C130 River of Forgetfulness

A hint of understanding flashed across Lin Yang's heart. When he first saw this old man holding a sword, he had always thought that his Martial Spirit was related to the sword.

But just now, Lin Yang had finally guessed the martial spirit of the old man. It was not a sword, it was clearly his pair of eyes.

However, in the next moment, his heart was filled with a sense of helplessness