Chapter 147: Apocalypse Sword Intent!

Still, everyone kept a wary eye on him, but no one dared to make a move. Zane narrowed his eyes, watching the bubbling surface of the lake below, thinking, why hasn't that black wyvern come up yet? "Zane Casson!" At that moment, a dozen people surrounded Lettie Norrell. A man in a black robe sneered, "Hand over the scroll, or we'll have our way with your woman right in front of you!" At those words, everyone's attention snapped over to them. A group of variously dressed cultivators surrounded Lettie...