C1647 Battle of Submission

"It's fine, he doesn't seem to have gone berserk." Xiao Lan said, relieved.

Du Shaofu was still standing in the void, his body fluctuating with radiance. With a thought, there were ancient runes rippling around him, and then they could turn into Eight Trigrams Map to envelop his entire body.

This was no longer the eight ancient runes, but a true Eight Trigrams Map.

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan