Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 935

Srrrrrk. As if a bandage were being wrapped around an injured arm, I felt something being laced together from my heart. Energies that never, ever mixed were being forcibly entangled. The heat of the Gu Flame Wheel Art, and the pain of Tuapa Cheonmu gradually pressed together. No—“mixed” isn’t right. They only snarled like water and oil. “Ssssss—!” My breathing...