Chapter 1812
- Ye Yuan’s hand raised up; the Starmoon Sword was in his hand. He slowly closed his eyes, pointing at Lin Chao while holding the Starmoon Sword just like that.
- There was clearly not a hint of dangerous aura coming off of Ye Yuan’s body. But no idea why, all the hair on his body stood on its end!
- Lin Chao clenched his teeth. The blood qi on his body billowed to the skies once more. Berserk Dao Profound Realm pressure concentrated on his curved blade.