Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 1165

In one shadowed corner of the forest where darkness had settled. There, the stench of charring hung thick. Ssszzzz. As the crackle of burning faded and the reek of roasted skin stabbed my nose— “Ptui.” I spat and gave my hand a slight flick. My inner qi stirred, and the stench ebbed away. I raised a breeze and looked straight...