C352 Support
Yinn Kai hastily retreated, his complexion ashen—a clear sign that the recent strike had dealt him a severe blow.
With the enemy in retreat, Qing Ling was not about to miss her chance!
Realizing escape was futile, Yinn Kai brought his palms together, and behind him, a bizarre bloodline Yuan Soul materialized with a suddenness that was startling.
This Yuan Soul was a black, oval-shaped monster