C968 Ancestral Master's Divine Sense
"So annoying," Chu Yan muttered, furrowing his brow as he stepped forward. He spread his fingers and reached out with a swift motion. Sssii! The swirling crimson mist was torn apart in an instant.
With another grab and a yank, the long whip was already in his grasp, swiftly torn into several segments. Before the white-bearded elder could react, Chu Yan delivered a resounding slap