C150 A Bloody Battle to the End

The robed figure in red reached into the air, and suddenly a shield appeared in his hand. The shield was incredibly ornate, carved with nine dragons, each unique in form. It emitted a cold, dark gleam, and Ho Liao felt as if the shield had a life of its own, as though it was watching him with unseen eyes.

A chilling aura of bloodlust emanated from the shield