C67 Rage

The surroundings were pitch black, and the visibility was rather low.

Feng Ling Jue took out a fire piston. Although it was a small flame, it still illuminated the road ahead.

In front of him was a winding road. It was a secret passage, and the ground was covered with rocks. There was something calling to him in the most difficult part of the secret passage.

Feng Ling Jue laughed