C896 Palace of Fiends

"How does it feel? Are your knees shaking with fear? If you can destroy two of my paintings at once, what makes you think you can handle a dozen more?" Painting Devil taunted with a sneer.

Before him stood Loong Yan, her petite frame seemingly as vulnerable as an ant beneath a giant.

But Loong Yan was not one to be easily cowed. With a defiant pout, she mocked