C4211 The River of the Great Dao

When the old man heard that, he was stunned.

Is it possible?

No one stopped him?

Chu Yan ignored him, firmly believing in his own judgment.

In fact, what he was playing right now was his heart.

Counterscheme.

Was there an idiot among the Eight Extreme Arts?

No, but precisely because there was no such thing as the Eight Extreme Arts, and because they had been trapped for five million years