Chapter 112: The Musician

ssly. The sky above was blood red. He was bound to an iron pillar."Even a dream realm wouldn't know, you call yourself a genius." The young boy chuckled, his laughter echoing around the surroundings."...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！. This relic must be what he left behind after his passing."Wang Xuan's silence was profound, for Buddhist and Taoist principles emphasized fate. Deep Buddhist teachings and sacred relics were not to...