Chapter 882: Dragon Ascension Grand Tournament

Benjamin Shaw's spiritual sense and qi had been wrung dry, leaving his face bloodless. Yet what gnawed at him more was Tongtian's reaction. He had never seen her so shaken. He asked, voice low, "Tongtian, what did you find?" Tongtian fixed her gaze on the figure of Bai Yu before them, a woman of breathtaking beauty, her expression shifting, impossible to read. "Could it be this is fate?" she murmured. The phantom she had condensed was already thinning, its edges unraveling into nothing. Tongtian...