Chapter 716: Thunderborn Spirit of Mount Gushe

At that moment, the Ice-Pure Hall of Guanghan Palace was suffused with a suffocating dread, as if some ancient sacred peak pressed down from above. The atmosphere was terrifying. Qin Yuyao had collapsed on the floor, coughing up blood. Zhou Xiaoyun still had a sword lodged through her palm. Long Yu's face was so dark it looked like a thundercloud, and Yun Youran and the others had knelt, not daring to rise. "Good. Good. Good. We've kept out of palace affairs for years, and you've managed things...