lt;divgt;The Divine

Shi Liyuan was dressed in a crimson robe, his face slightly pale. He reached for Ye Wenyan's hand but had to let go immediately.,Some people cheered loudly out of excitement, while others wailed in grief over the loss of loved ones.,The battle formations were shattered, Kyoto lay in ruins. Countless familiar faces, those she knew so well, perished in this catastrophe.。