C2368 Infinitesimal

The golden light illuminated the corridor, turning the repressed ground into a dazzling gold.

Lei Ming's face, which seemed to be covered in a layer of golden frost, revealed a surprised expression.

Zi Chen only had the strength of five levels. Even if it was a heaven-defying, he absolutely would not be able to escape the suppression of rules.

As a member of the ThunderClan