C2353 Sanskrit in the Vortex
"Kill them all."
The sound of thunder flashed within Li Zongheng's hands, thunder clouds surged, the wind in his palm blew like thunder, the entirety of the thousand leaf Purple Bamboo Forest was smashed into a complete mess by him, but he was still unable to find Jiang Chen's figure.
"Good boy, it seems that I have truly underestimated you."
The corner of Li Zongheng's mouth rose slightly