lt;divgt;The Divine

Ye Wen's voice was sharp with defiance, "Can it be undone",The five-colored stone bloomed with four colors of light in Ye Wen's palm, and Ye Wen himself began to emit a faint, soft glow.,The battle formations were shattered, Kyoto lay in ruins. Countless familiar faces, those she knew so well, perished in this catastrophe.。