Saintly Gate Venerab

Jiang He fished out a talisman from his pocket. He bit his fingertip, drawing dragon-and-phoenix script on the talisman with his blood before folding it neatly.,His strides were filled with confidence, but deep down, he still couldn't shake Jiang He's words from his mind.,Suddenly, a massive truck hauling cargo came speeding towards Chiang Chung-sheng!。