"Boom!"
Accompanied by a massive explosion.
The entire factory area seemed to experience an earthquake.
The already dilapidated buildings collapsed one after another.
Within ten meters centered around Ning Mengyao, the ground even sunk several meters deep.
Amid the rolling dust, Wushan Ancestor flipped over and landed on the ground.
Holding the ebony staff, his expression was stern.
"Master is mighty!"
"Master is truly dominating!"
All five Saints excitedly looked at Wushan Ancestor standing there.
This fatal strike was enough to kill the fox demon.
But they didn't notice that his right hand holding the ebony staff had started to tremble.
Until the fresh blood from the crevice of his hand flowed down the staff.
The previously excited Saints were suddenly stunned.
"How could this happen!"
Fairy Xifeng had not expected that Wushan Ancestor, who had long surpassed the Ninth Grade, would be injured.
