C1047 Netherworld Ghostfire

Back then, I had meticulously crafted a lethal formation, a task that took me thousands of years to perfect. Even a Grandmaster of Divine Marquis rank would meet certain death within its confines, let alone a mere Martial Tao Divine Marquis.

Yet now, Zhou Yan stood before me, completely unharmed.

How could this be possible?!

The sky trembled