C1040 The Dust Settled

"Humph, you may have won today, but next time, I'll make sure you taste defeat!" Qu Feiming snorted, a thick black mist billowing from his body as he tried to flee.

"Thinking there'll be a next time?" Yi Yun mocked with a cold wave of her hand. In an instant, hundreds of beams of light shot forth, weaving into a net in the sky and hurtling towards Qu Feiming's head