C1870 Dream Cloud Swampland(part II)

In the distance stood a figure, tall and commanding, engulfed in flickering red and blue flames. He held a battle sword in one hand, resembling a legendary warrior descending from the heavens. His piercing eyes coldly swept over Xie Bo, who was kneeling and begging for mercy.

Wasn't that Qiao Gao, the guy who had already created so many miracles along the way?

Xie Bo hung his head, trembling