C338 He who is not worthy of fame

At that instant, the mark rippled with incomparable intensity, as if the calm sea surface was being swept up by a hurricane, setting off stormy waves. Within the range of the two Chi square imprint, there seemed to be a dense red aura being stirred up by Tang Huan's finger which was quickly moving, rising continuously, like a cloud that was churning violently.

"Buzz!"

Almost at the same time