| classification:xianxia |
| author:Net Without Trace |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2025-03-29 06:20:52) |
Not knowing how long he stood in place, the gaze of Lin Feng finally moved. His eyes closed slightly as he took a deep breath, and a mournful sigh echoed throughout the ancient hall.,"Master, Old Master North, Old Master Void, the old lady, and so many sect elders... They risked everything, fearlessly facing death, using their lives to hold back the crowd and protect mine.",Furthermore, this palm technique emphasizes the ethereal and elusive, like the path of fluttering leaves, making it unpredictable and hard to guard against.。