see where its weakness lies.” Patriarch Chi Jie took out a crimson pouch. The pouch floated in his hand, its mouth wide open, and a gust of Yin wind gushed out, whistling ominously. The sky was origi...his quagmire was composed of killing intent so thick it was almost tangible. 。make his gait difficult 。With a whoosh, the sword embryo burst open, slicing across the young man's curved saber from his...