C237 The Four Spirits of the Heavens(2)

"A three-taloned Golden Crow? Birds do not only respect you." The corner of Lee Zhuohua's mouth moved, and with a voice that no one could hear, he said.

With this in mind, Lee Zhuohua no longer hesitated. His mind began to stir the imprint left behind by the peerless expert in the depths of his soul.

In a corner deep within his soul, there was a red mark the size of a pigeon's egg