C115 The Continuous Advancement of Destruction
Xue Zhantian smelled death, as though he would be torn to pieces and turned to dust by the astral winds in the next moment. He was unable to understand, why would a calm valley suddenly have such a terrifying astral wind, what exactly was the cause of that?
The astral wind was too terrifying, the Martial Spirit Lotus Flower was unable to leave its body
