Chapter 138: Primordial Chaos and the Hungry Ghosts of Extre

ill believe him."Du Yehu slowly, slowly calmed down.But still, there was no raise.His voice, thick with hatred, hissed from between his fingers: "What the hell is going on... those hundreds of thousan...suddenly grew heavy.The fortune teller's palm reached out gently, not swiftly, but it drew a path as if fated, grasping the sword edge as though to grapple with him.The jade body, repressed and confin...