C244 The Image of a Demon

Liu Yangshuo gazed down at the Red Flame Spear with a tender touch, cradling its shaft with care.

His face softened with warmth, betraying a hint of otherworldly possession.

Xuan Ming, quietly observing from the spring's depths, sensed the spiritual force from a ten-mile radius rushing towards Yangshuo. He couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder