Translator: Aran

  “You are a Sinner!”


  Zhang Longcheng exclaimed in shock as though had he seen a ghost in the daytime.

  He was dumbfounded and even forgot to struggle and escape.

  Because, above Ye Qingyu's head, that blood mist was twisting and charging up, like a coiling dragon, writing out a huge ancient seal character——


  Sin!

  A huge word ‘sin’.

  That red qi and blood mist were like the most conspicuous blood ink in the world. The sky was tr..