C1219 He Fell into a Trap

Within the ranks of the Ninja Sect stood a towering figure, eight feet tall, his face as black as charred coal, his dark eyes fixated on the corpse dangling from the city gate.

Rage burned in his eyes, a fire that seemed unquenchable. As his gaze shifted to Feng Zhentian, still seated calmly at the city gate's entrance, a surge of lethal intent erupted.

"Leave him alive