C1152 A Killing Intent in an Instant!

Zhang Bo spoke with grave seriousness. His voice, half-shrouded in darkness, took on a sinister and terrifying tone, as though he were recounting a horrific tale. The atmosphere suddenly grew tense.

Chu Yan chuckled, "Sect Leader Zhang, we are both cultivators, and with your esteemed status as a celestial mood stage master capable of moving mountains and filling seas