Boom!
The originally six-story Octagonal Tower suddenly collapsed into three stories, with the rest shattered to pieces.
The ground was littered with remnants and broken walls, and a cloud of pitch-black dust swirled upwards in the winds, evoking an apocalyptic sense.
"With just this skill, you wish to kill an old woman like me? You're too naive!"
An old woman shrouded completely in a black robe, caught off guard, was smashed into the ground. Now, she rose fiercely, roaring with anger.
Bloodstains were clearly visible on her robe.
However, just as she regained her balance, a brilliant sword light pierced through the void, carrying extreme sharpness and darting forward at lightning speed.
Meanwhile, Chen Yang turned and jumped out of the window.
"Want to leave? No way!"
The old woman laughed sinisterly. She had been completely infuriated. What kind of existence was she, to suffer such a setback in the hands of a young man?
The echoes lingered.
