rit, which translates to a few hundred ounces of silver – it would be difficult to find someone willing to undertake such a task.He paused for a moment.The elder spoke again in a mysterious tone: “Act...ou have any other text you'd like translated!Shen Changqing uttered a single word, and the Moyuan Divine Sword instantly slashed out ten thousand swords. Endless sword qi converged into one, instantly...
Chapter 1868: Three Gods of a Sect