Chapter 1879: The Death of the Lionheart

t black glow flashing past. The cultivator standing in mid-air swayed slightly, spraying blood from their neck and plummeting downwards.And that black streak of light, now cloaked in thunder, rushed i...r checking, he found dozens of array flags among them. They must have belonged to the departed array cultivator. Although he had previously refined a batch of array flags, there were very few left now...