C787 Chu Jiang's Murderous Intent
In a flash, Du Shaofu's purple soft armor blazed with strange talisman marks, echoing with the distant roar of a beast. "Chi!" In the same breath, even before his fist could strike, a blinding light seemed to leap from Du Shaofu's eyes. The light, amplified by the talisman marks, enveloped the figure before him like a radiant cloak.
This luminous shroud sent ripples through the soul
