Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

flinging the fangless serpent towards Wuyuji who stood far away.Wu Queji's left hand had, at some point, donned a translucent glove. As he reached out, there was no need for him to exert any effort.As...ed!>Splash!The space rift tore open like paper.At the end of the book, Jiang Wang was both the spine, the line down the middle, and the endpoint itself.Let me know if you'd like to translate something...