C345 Yao'er Left

"A survivor of the Corpse Blood Sect, you're courting death!" An angry shout sounded out in the sky. The thick white fog was suddenly sucked away by something, and it started gathering in the sky. In just one or two breaths' time, the white fog was grabbed by a big hand in the sky. When it was released again, the white fog turned into a huge white palm that was a thousand feet long