C222 The Situation Was Set!

Sunn Cheng's handsome face was seething with rage beneath his helmet as he fixated on the Spirit Sword in Su Mo's grasp, terrified that a mere twitch of her arm might injure Yun Qingge. Surrounding them, nearly 20,000 elite soldiers stood like an impenetrable forest, their murderous aura permeating the air above the training ground