C81 Yun Wutian

The temperature in the grand hall seemed to plummet several degrees as Duan Hsing stumbled backward, his body shaking uncontrollably. Xiaowu, standing to the side, was completely unaware of what had transpired.

"Speak! What have you done?" Duan Haoran's eyes were icy with lethal intent. With a thunderous shout, a wave of spiritual force emanated from him