The pagoda stood right on the ground and sank three zhang deep into the ground.
A cloud drifted over. Ku Quan slightly waved his hands, followed by which, the white pagoda slowly rose into the air again, showing Feng Xing, who was lying in the deep pit with his limbs stretched and being unable to move.
This pagoda seemed relatively small and light, but it was actually incredibly heavy. Being struck right on the head by it, all of Feng Xing's bones were broken. Many of his meridians were shattered as well, and even quite a few Magus Acupoints of his were nearly damaged. Lying in the deep pit filled with mud, Feng Xing grinned bitterly, while vomiting mouthfuls of blood out.
"Didn't manage to run from that," said Feng Xing after letting out a hollow and embarrassed laugh, "I'm...still a bit slow."