With a single finger pointed out, like a black python escaping its cage, or thousands of threads twisting into one, it pierced straight toward Ling Chen's heart.
A genius?
What genius!
In Venerable Heisha's eyes, they were nothing more than ants.
"Chen'er!"
"Young Master Ling!"
"Big Brother!"
"Young Hero!"
Cries of astonishment rang out one after another.
Chapter 57