C441 Mountain mist
That voice was like a thunderclap, rumbling as it came from afar, and the note contained a strong sense of anger.
The moment he heard the shout, Tang Huan felt an incomparably majestic imposing aura, like a surging wave, roaring and rushing over. In an instant, the garden seemed to have turned into a violently churning ocean, a terrifying pressure that seemed to grind people into fine powder
