Chapter 5873
- As Fu Taichong retreated, he cast more than a dozen defensive runes, but they were all pierced by the sword’s glow. When he came to a stop, a deep gash appeared on his body, cutting all the way to the bone.
- If he hadn’t reacted in time, he would have been struck down just now.
- “There are ninety-nine thousand types of Chaos Esoteric Arts—who are you?”