C1792 Damnification of Nature

Qin Tian held a white bone in his hand.

White flames curled around the white bones.

Other than that, there was the strange magical seal.

It was terrifying.

"Evil Soul Art."

"For an old monster like you, who's like a dying candle in the middle of the wind, and one that is especially tainted with the aura of death."

"That really isn't good news