PREVIEW
... /p>
Ye Chen’s eyes lit up. This ancient figure was shrouded in poisonous mist, exuding a very sinister aura that made one’s skin crawl just by looking at it.
"I am the Heavenly Poison, the Tomb Guardian of this place. Young man, do you wish to refine the Poison Stele?"
The Tomb Guardian, Heavenly Poison, scrutinized Ye Chen with a cold gaze.
"Indeed, I ask that you help me, elder," Ye Chen said, cupping his hands.
"Heh, a mere waste from the fifth-level Chaos R ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
























