The Black Turtle Constellation Wok Rams the Venerable Master
Editor: Vermillion
A black-robed shadow traversed the sky above the Imperial City, treading on air.
With every step, the air particles looked as if solidified into physical pieces of rock, allowing the traveler to step over them.
The gloom-faced Shura Sect Venerable dashed toward the general location of Fang Fang's Little Store.
Outside of the Imperial City, Ji Chengyu had commanded his army to wait for further orders. He was truly frightened this time around, since even the Shura Sect Blood Guards faced defeat. Provided that they couldn't deal with him, could the Venerable Master really tackle Bu Fang?
If the Venerable Master ended up subdued, their entire team would have no choice but to retreat.
After all, in confronting a supreme beast invulnerable to the Venerable Master, what reasons were there not to withdraw?
Inside Fang Fang's Little Store.