C167 First World War Sky

On the black tiger rock, the sun was scorching the ground below, scorching the land until it became dry. Above the little lake, one could even vaguely see the air twisting.

Hei Da stood on a piece of giant stone, the black gas on his body overflowing. He looked around gloomily, not sensing the heat beneath his feet.

Five feet around him, the Heavenly Treasure Mirror emitted a faint glow