章 4700: The Vast Mirage (3)

Moreover, Jian Wushuang could feel that the two Ancestral Skills were still not perfect, which meant that he had not fully comprehended them.

The rest of the purple-robed figures who were standing side by side with Jian Wushuang were completely shocked.

They had witnessed and participated in the entire process, so they could naturally feel how terrifying that destructive attack was.

None of them could guarantee that they could survive that attack.

What kind of existence was this guy, who was at most a Yan Immortal?

Before they could even catch their breath or say a word, hundreds of tentacles suddenly rose from the bottom of the sea and smashed toward the crowd.

Caught off guard, four of the purple-robed Yan Immortals were struck and destroyed in body and soul!

The smallest purple-robed figure trembled and shouted, "You're looking for death!"