Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

, suddenly transformed into flames.It's not fueled by fire, nor is it an illusion.>Jiang Wang, thanks to his excellent perception of the fire element power, clearly felt that this fist, burning with c...straight at him, his wrinkles trembling slightly: “My innocent and kindhearted sister, who went into the palace of King Zhuang full of joy and happiness, now meets me on her deathbed, about to become...