C106 Strong Wind Norm

High above the ground, Qin Ming kept his head low, paying no heed to the wounds inflicted upon him by the Strong Wind Norm's razor-sharp claws.

"Yield to me!" Qin Ming bellowed, as the mark on his palm burst into light.

He had attempted to subjugate it several times before, but to no avail.

Just as he thought.

The Tao of Beast Controlling's imprint failed yet again and disintegrated