The tiny Earth Bomb naturally couldn't do much to the Ouyang Ancestor. Before it even reached him, it exploded in the air in the blink of an eye.
A loud boom resounded.
Shards flew in all directions, scattering multicolored medicinal powders, drifting down like snow.
The Ouyang Ancestor waved his long sleeve, and a strong airflow gathered and swept away the powders, making them disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Fixing his eyes, the scattered powders reappeared in the hand of the Ouyang Ancestor.
He opened his palm and turned it, letting the powder slip away, sneering disdainfully, "A trivial trick."
Cheng Xiaoxiao helped Zhou Yanlan stand up; their hair was disheveled, clothes torn, bloodstained, with severe internal and external injuries.
