C464 Wu tian wu zhong

Yamaguti Yingjie walked down one step at a time, as if he was walking on a flight of stairs paved with fresh flowers in the dark void. The Manjusaka's fragrance was extremely enticing, and the wind was blowing softly, as if he was mumbling to himself. The three eyes were filled with intoxicated clarity as they walked down the stairs.

The crowd was puzzled