C769 The Handchosen Disciple in My Previous Life
A figure clad in green robes silently drifted out from a cave entrance on Shadow Mountain, emerging from behind Imdohr.
"The Crucible of Evil?"
The middle-aged man, embodying the Lunar Spirit, had an expressionless face. His waist was adorned with numerous bottles and vials.
One of the bottles contained the shimmering Shadow Moon Essence, which sparkled like a star
