C97 I Am Yuan Qing

That piercing light was particularly dazzling at dusk.

Di San, who was in the arena, looked at the light in the distance and couldn't help but smile.

He was familiar with this scene.

The light from the Spirit Tool was like the sound of a weapon being born from the top grade edge tool, but it was more beautiful and eye-catching.

But very quickly, the light that shot into the sky dimmed