C268 Paper eagle

He patted the Netherworld Lunar Sacred Flame like he was playing a ball for a dozen times, and then wrapped it in Immortal Strength and squeezed out all kinds of shapes. He pinched the Netherworld Lunar Sacred Flame like he was kneading dough and compressed it into the size of a soybean, and then compressed it into the size of a rice grain. The anger in her heart had been squeezed out of her