King of the Nine Pro

Ye Fusheng's face remained impassive, but his heart skipped a beat. She... how could she have become so weak,She was enveloped in magic, a stark contrast to before. Unlike then, her skirt remained a vibrant rainbow, untouched by the darkness that had once consumed it.,Ye Fusheng didn't hear what they were saying. He raised his hand and waved it, sending a blast of energy that formed a dazzling barrier behind him, blocking the oncoming demons.。