Disciples of the same sect are bound at heart. The three hundred from the Well of Heaven arrive with their bla…
Disciples of the same sect are bound at heart. The three hundred from the Well of Heaven arrive with their blades. No word is spoken; a single glance suffices. They will charge together, through mountains of blades, seas of flame, and storms of blood, and cleave a way out, side by side with Wang Qing.