C480 The Beginning of the Purge

Yao Ziyan's palm glowed with a swirling purple aura as she struck down at the blood wolf through the air. A peculiar ripple seemed to emerge from the impact.

The blood wolf's expression solidified instantly, his body rendered statue-like, frozen in place with a palpable terror etched on his face and in his eyes.

Turning on her heel, Yao Ziyan strode toward Lo Chuan as a gentle breeze picked up