C1096 Mirror of Thunder Thunder Half-saint

The wind was as cold as frost.

It was a sad day.

When the scattered halos of light fell onto the enormous Great Void Mountain, it was as if they were painted with a layer of blood-red light!

The hearts of everyone in the Unfailing slowly slid down into the abyss.

The fact that One And A Half Sage had made its move had already tired them out!

On the side of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect