Dust was all around.
The silence inside the air-raid shelter was so deep that you could hear the heartbeat echoing.
Shen Yue's eyelid jumped ceaselessly.
The process that had just taken place seemed magical, but his judgment informed him that it was simple.
The thing in front of him, something like a torpedo, like a cannonball, penetrated the heavy wall, moving on and on...
It might not crush Buddhas and demons in its path, but anything in contact with it was shattered into pieces. The thing went through Shen Yue's left-sided wall and then came back from the right-sided wall?
Seemed magical?
Like a shadow play of shifting shapes?
Not actually, all it did was moving through the solids, making a semicircle in the solid in front and then coming back.
Its speed was extremely high.
Given the dizzyingly high speed, combined with torque and time, Shen Yue preliminarily estimated that the thing would have traveled at least several kilometers in such a short time.