"Okay, let's finish him first!"
The white-bearded old man laughed. He waved his truncheon and a glaring light enveloped him. It was getting brighter and brighter, turning him into a sun. But instead of finding the light dazzling, it looked sacred and comfortable.
"Holy Light Profound Meaning, seventh-rank!"
Lu Li was looking at him unhappily. If it weren't for him, Lu Ling wouldn't have gone through so much sufferings. He could have found her earlier and brought her back to the Northern Desert. Therefore, despite his kind looks, Lu Li didn't feel friendly toward him.
The white-bearded man had become a glaring mass. He was not clearly visible anymore. A surge of energy spread across as if there was a god trying to destroy the entire world.
