tors, or ghost tribe members, were all busy tending to their injuries, not even opening their eyes. It seemed they had already become accustomed to being imprisoned here.The six great masters of Xiang...of collapsing sounds erupted. Amidst the shrieks, the Blood-Azure Centipede scrambled out in disarray. Under the tremor of the Blazing Sun Spirit's wings, the pillar of inferno shot up from the sea o...