C1252 Nightmare

Chiang Le definitely knew this. He slowly closed his eyes.

His heart sank.

It was as if it was a pool of dead water.

Chiang Le was talented, so his meridians were naturally perfect.

He circulated his Qi, and the surging Spirit Power immediately quieted down. It flowed through his entire body like a trickling stream, sensing every inch of his skin.

Ever since he killed the Devil Sect Evil God