Zhao Ping'an Qi works

Chapter 1298

    

is the present moment.Liu Hongji curled up in a ball, his skin resembling that of something cooked in hot oil, a horrifying sight. The white steam emanating from his body was scarce now.It's obvious...wn!...in Li Jiacheng's eyes.A sense of foreboding hung in Namgung Ryeol's eyes.Under the gazes of two hundred and seventeen masters!...And now, with millions of eyes upon him in the harbor!That's it.....