“Great one, spare me, spare me!” The black-clad Chi Tu immediately begged for mercy. In their line of work, strength was everything.

  Sang Qien’s jaw dropped. She looked at Zu An as if she were staring at a legend. Everything had happened way too quickly! The mysterious black-clad man had been incredibly intimidating just a moment ago, yet this enemy they had felt absolute despair toward had been instantly defeated by Zu An?

  Also, what was that move, Might of the Celestial Dra..