C170 Great Power

"Brat, you are quite good. You have already reached the late Yuan Yin Stage at such a young age. Unfortunately, this is the end."

The man in bandages sneered. The charm around him swirled as a large number of melodies gathered around his hands and feet.

"Die." The bandaged man growled. With a cracking sound, four sickle-like legs grew out from his hands and feet