Bab 1459: Chapter 224-great victory

There was still no sound, no movement, No cry for help, no fear. Corpse ROCs and war chariots crumbled into dust one after another, scattering in all directions.

The runes, formations, and defensive measures engraved on it were as weak as spider silk and had no effect at all.

The cultivators of the heaven born sect, the resentful souls, ghosts, and puppets that were controlled, the birds and beasts that couldn't escape far in time, the flowers, wood, fish, and insects ... All living beings had their vitality dispersed and turned into dust.

His white robes fluttered helplessly in the air, his golden rings dimmed, his gemstones cracked, and debris fell.

The heavenly born sect's Grand protectors 'expressions all changed. They all used the power of the origin Jimin cauldron to turn into nothingness.