C401 Restricted Technique

Gao Tianzun could no longer afford to be distracted by Yaowanji's laughter; he swiftly refocused his attention on the matter at hand.

"What's the situation? Is there something wrong with this individual?"

In the midst of speaking, Gao Tianzun lifted his hand, ready to dispatch the soldier whose eyes had become hollow. To him, the soldier was merely a minor city guard