At this moment, Lu Chiyan exuded an aura of bone-chilling cold, resembling an unshakeable iceberg. A piercing, frigid light flickered in his sharp eyes, and his brows carried a sharp, menacing intent to kill.
Interwoven with light and shadow, his face appeared increasingly inscrutable, veiled in a thick mist that made him impossible to read.
Lu Chiyan advanced on Lingzhu step by step. His figure traced fierce, sharp arcs through the air. As he drew closer, a formidable presence swept forward like a violent gale, freezing the very air in its wake.
Chapter 152