Chapter 9: Identification

hat vague sense of being watched lingered until dusk.Even if someone in the Wan Mo Ling meticulously planned their every move, it would be impossible for anyone to watch them constantly. There would a... anything else!The gust of fist and foot force generated by the rippling aftershocks tore apart the Heaven's Rift Sect cultivators one by one. Even those elder-level powerhouses were blown to pieces w...