C1154 Tian Rong

From within the murky depths of the black mist, the chilling voice of Ming Yudian echoed, eluding Chu Lin's attempts to pinpoint his location. Clearly, Ming Yudian had craftily chosen to conceal himself, denying Chu Lin any opportunity to take aim with his arrows.

Chu Lin's face was a mask of stoicism, his grip on the purple bow growing firmer.

"Join forces, all five of you