C369 Divine Might General

A small group watched anxiously, breaths held as if the slightest exhale might disrupt the masterful combat unfolding before them.

Qin Xuan, unmoving, could sense Xiaowu's fury. It was a peculiar anger, not born of hatred, but rather a frustration with oneself.

The clash of swords resounded – a spectacular duel between Heaven and Earth.

Even the peacock emerged, inquiring