Chapters Ninety-Seventh to Ninety-Eighth: Transformation, Su

ng at the incoming bullet, Shen Changqing's eyes were cold. In his dantian, the green lotus rooted in his source of life trembled incessantly, as if it was about to break through the dantian and enter...g them was none other than Shen Changqing.He looked at the swamp mist before him, sensing the eerie atmosphere within. Although the mist could block the sight of other cultivators, it couldn't stop Sh...