C195 It Was over

It was as if the battle had come to an end.

Zhao Si frowned. He was still holding onto the Proud Plum in his hand. After thinking for a while, he walked towards the place where the Illusory Eight Dance fell.

However, after taking a few steps, Zhao Si stopped in his tracks. At the same time, a look of pity appeared on his face.

Tsk, what a pity. If he didn't succeed this time