บท 679: New boundary Pearl

The terrifying power of the punch was still surging in the sky, but the old man in front of Xia Pingan had already turned into ashes.

The light and shadow of the destroyed mandala were shattered into colorful immortal power light spots in the sky. Like fireflies, they flew all over the sky like falling flower petals, which looked especially romantic and poignant.

No matter how strong a Summoner's body was or how fast they could recover, once their body could withstand more than their limit, everything would collapse.

The old man's face still looked grim as if he was fighting at the risk of his life; however, his body had been blown away by the wind bit by bit like ashes, leaving nothing behind.

Oh, that's not right. He still left something behind.

The old man's spatial equipment exploded. Pill bottles, books, magical artifacts, and a few boxes dropped from the air and directly fell to the ground.