Translator: Aran

  Liu Xuezong, upon seeing the coming force, drew a formation marking on the compass with his right hand, which flashed a golden light, before once again penetrating the demon ice sculpture body.

  The tremendous demon ice sculpture nodded its head, pouncing at Liu Shaji like a tremendous beast!

  “End this battle quickly, crush the White Lotus Sword Sect’s surviving member.”


  Liu Xuezong was overflowing with murderous intent.

  Given the present..