C444 King of Qi King of Yuan

Everything was still.

Everyone's gaze was focused on Old Man Ta Mu.

"Hey."

The old man spat out a mouthful of vital essence, and his walking stick turned into a blood-red color.

The powerful energy was like a volcano that was about to erupt. It gathered at the tip of the walking stick.

He pointed forward fiercely.

"Crack."

The sound of a broken porcelain could be heard