C1900
Before he even got close, Chu Yan could already see the light of the Rushing Heaven Treasure, which overlapped to form a cloud of mist.
Waves of spirit power caused him to breathe in and out. It was like the gentle caress of a spring breeze, refreshing and refreshing.
"Not bad." Chu Yan muttered.
The one behind the Gates of Hell obviously had a bit of a conscience