C982 Old Man Riding the Crane

In a fleeting moment, as their gazes locked, the eyes of the Martial Extreme Level warrior—once brimming with terror and fury—suddenly stilled, devoid of any spark of life.

Lin Yaoyang examined him closely and felt a jolt of recognition. The expression was a mirror image of Luo Hade's, wasn't it?

He turned his attention to Luo Hade, who stood before the subdued warrior