C1009 Fang Zhidao(4)

Countless beams of white light erupted around Qin Qing, devouring everything in their path. Everything, except for Wen Minwu, was reduced to innumerable microscopic nanomaterials, vanishing into the bloodstained skies of Fang Zhidao.

"How is this possible?"

The thirteen cultivators were astounded. Despite their calculations, they hadn't anticipated Qin Qing's sudden surge in power