章 384: Being Grounded for Cultivation (II)

Ning Que did not react at all.

He did not fully gather his wits until the invisible aura of finger had scratched his shoulder and struck a deep dark hole in the wall. A wave of freezing cold poured over him.

He did not know that this finger of Chen Pipi was the Natural Stream Magical Finger of the Zhishou Abbey. What made him shocked was not the power of the aura of finger, but the unpredictable various changes when Chen Pipi used it.

He clearly saw that Chen Pipi had pointed to the sky, so how did it land behind him?

Was that the no-boundary spirit of the Academy?