บท 257: Chapter 258: This Old Monk Xuan Bei, Crowdfunding for the Temple

Ling Xue'er casually pointed toward the cultivators in front of her, and all the surrounding vegetation turned into powder, the yellow earth on the ground also transformed into granular dust, instantly forming a depression.

A breath of death enveloped everyone, and Li Xiaobai was no exception.

Even though the woman hadn't struck him, he still felt an indescribable, immense terror.

The numbers on the System panel were also frantically fluctuating.

[Attribute Points +10000...]

[Attribute Points +15000...]

[...]

Just a wisp of her aura passing by was enough to gather such a massive amount of attribute points, truly befitting a top-notch expert.

The righteous cultivators had a look of despair on their faces, as that single finger made them feel as if their Primordial Spirits had been pierced through.

However, after waiting for a moment, the anticipated sensation of pain did not come.