C417 The Second Primordial Spirit!(1)

The old man's attacks were simple and unadorned, yet each move was imbued with a terrifying force. A single blow could send Fajue, the monk, flying for miles, nearly killing him—there was no doubt about the power behind his punches. After Bai Mang's treasure defended against his attacks twice in a row, he knew that the artifact she wielded was formidable