Chapter 872: Ultimate Conflict, Crushing the Elite of the Qu

n the distance, a hazy figure in green robes, with an ethereal glow, sat cross-legged on a blue lotus as it drifted through the air.She was curvaceous, her face veiled with a light gauze, her celestia...was a girl, wrapped in a ragged gray robe and hood.One could faintly see a small face beneath the hood, obscured by dirt and grime.And there are horrifying scars, crisscrossing.It's hard to imagine, t...