บท 1627: Stepping On Your Old Face!

Rong Mo raised his eyebrows and spoke in a rare tone. He absorbed the supreme divine might from the white-robed old man and immediately crushed it into the white-robed old man's sea of consciousness.

"Puff!"

The white-robed old man, whose cultivation base was not below Sacred Sovereign's, was suppressed to the point that his illusory body trembled and almost cracked! At the same time, his main body suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"You…" The old man in white looked at Rong Mo in shock. He had never expected this! A young man who hadn't even reached the Domain Monarch Realm had such terrifying spiritual power.

Even though the soul body he used to guide him was less than 50% of his main body's combat strength, it wasn't something a Domain Monarch Realm expert could hurt! However, this young man before him was able to injure him.