The Great Devouring

Black gas constantly churned and shifted, eventually transforming into streaks of pitch-black text. Ancient and weathered, it was imbued with the weight of time.,Liu WuXie's face darkened, but he couldn't find a way to refute it.,The Madam didn't give him any face at all. In front of Xu Yilin, she ridiculed him, and laughter echoed from all directions.。