Gold was mixed with a hint of black; the fine golden threads pulled taut, becoming dim, sharp, and bristling with murderous intent.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yekong flicked his hand, and the two Golden Wheel Great Sun Claws seemed imbued with a crushing force, rapidly surrounding Ling from two directions and lunging at him.
Ling naturally knew that Yekong was extraordinary, and upon seeing such lethal Golden Wheel Great Sun Claws, a knot formed in his heart. In a flurry, he leaped a hundred zhang high, dodging the first strike.
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