C900 Withering Sword

Laughing loudly towards Zen, he raised the snuff bottle to his mouth and inhaled deeply.

Whoosh! A strand of turbid smoke was ejected into the mouth of the monk. It was as if a white dragon was swimming about, and it was extremely lifelike.

This smoke dragon was actually swimming around his body in a lively and lifelike manner.

Amongst the guests from the martial arts world around them