C338 The Encirclement

At that moment, behind Yang Xuan and Ning Zifeng stood the massive door enveloped by the Wine Sword Immortal. It was staunchly holding back the black fog, ensuring not a wisp escaped.

"Lin Xiaotian, there's a specific debtor for every injustice. Make sure you understand that," Yang Xuan said with a frown, his tone far from pleased.

His patience was usually commendable