C2557 The Secret
"Puff."
"Bang."
Having lost 90% of his spiritual energy, Situ Yun was now even weaker than a martial cultivator. Qin Yuan's casual palm strike sent him flying more than five meters away, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Qin Yuan's expression was indifferent, as if he had done something insignificant. He clapped his hands and said, "You can say it now
