Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

was just the light on the altar of trees, coalescing into a gigantic throne of light, gently lifting Jiang Wang and his companions skyward.The magnificent throne of light adorned them, making them ap...t, the battlefield hung upside down at the edge of the sky.Everything is upside down.Li Ying's double palms slashed toward Han Yin, but Han Yin's fists also thundered toward Li Ying."Humph!"Han Yin cl...