C937 Madness
Is this some kind of joke?
A Soul Sovereign clad in a gray robe, being tossed around like a toy by Su Yun?
Lin Tinglian's eyes were wide with disbelief.
This very man had effortlessly sent her flying with a single strike before. True, the air wall had left her seriously injured, but the potency of his Dao Charm was beyond question.
In terms of strength, he might not have ascended to Level Two
