C586 The Power of the Ninth Paragon

Aside from the whistling of the wind, all sounds seemed to have stopped, and the sound of the wind seemed to have become even more lonely.

Under Gu Xuan's seemingly meaningless action, the sneer on Jin Yuanhao's face froze, and the energy in his body became incapable of being channeled further.

His body could no longer make any movements.

He was like a puppet