| classification:Science fiction |
| author:How can I possibly d |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-28 09:23:53) |
A muffled grunt echoed through the air: "Nine Tribulations, Profound Yin!",The water vapor from the collision of fire flowers in the air and white frost gathered at a visible speed in the high sky, forming a vast expanse of white mist. Then the white clouds darkened, one cloud attracting another, layers upon layers of clouds accumulating.,A cold light, streaked across the horizon, came from the west.。