C242 I Am a Lecturer

In the blink of an eye, the Tianwu Pavilion was devoid of anyone standing, except for Lu Yu.

Song Yang had collapsed to the ground, his face twisted in agony as he shakily tried to rise, utterly drained of strength.

The thunderous roar from Lu Yu had shaken Song Yang to his core. Now, he could feel his Golden Core quivering inside him.

"You're clearly a practitioner of dark arts