C2487 Great Prophecy

Chen Ling looked dignified once again!

He stood in the middle of the storm of sonic blades as the storm raged. Chen Ling seemed to be standing in the middle of a wormhole, but also seemed to be standing in the middle of a torrent.

His three Primordial Souls were fused into one and used as he pleased.

He took a step forward and madly circulated his mana