C1118 A Thousand Years Old Grudge the Blood of Rebellion

At the same time, the hatred on Wu Shuang's body also grew more and more intense as the Pride Tribes drew closer. A faint black light started to emerge from Wu Shuang's body, and under the gaze of this hatred, it actually seemed to want to materialize.

"Master, quickly make your move. Otherwise, this little rascal Wushuang will be controlled by the hatred in his bloodline