C45 Possession

Ye Tianhan held no fondness for the members of the Pure Storm Tribe. As he prepared to insert the Extinction Crusader into the sword, a metallic clang rang out. At that moment, several Shaman Clan experts swiftly gathered their belongings and formed an intricate array resembling a hexagram.

"What is this...?" Ye Tianhan murmured, racking his brain for memories from past lives