C35 Demonic Ape Body

"Uncle Wang, has Xiao Ling perished?"

Gazing upon the dust-enshrouded ancient temple, Wang Yi fixed his gaze intently in Xiao Ling's direction, the question escaping his lips almost involuntarily.

Xiao Ling had, time and again, sent Wang Yi's heart racing with fear, leaving him anxious that perhaps Wang Houdun's strike had failed to end Xiao Ling.

"He's alive."

Wang Houdun's brow creased