"Pop pop pop pop pop..."
Those vicious creatures were utterly helpless beneath Yu Taibai's fists.
After passing through the Purple Heaven Forbidden Ground, they encountered attacks like these. They barely had time to react before one after another turned into pools of blood mist.
Even the slightly weaker vicious creatures would be torn apart merely by being caught in the shockwaves Yu Taibai unleashed...
Yet even Great Perfection experts would find these vicious creatures somewhat troublesome to deal with.
Jing Wu Huan could not help clicking his tongue when he saw this from the octagonal pavilion.
"This guy... he's freakishly strong..."
Back then, Yu Taibai's strength had certainly been formidable, but the gap between them had not been that great.
If Jing Wu Huan had encountered Yu Taibai in the Arena of the Gods, he would have had roughly a forty percent chance of victory.
But the strength Yu Taibai was displaying now had already left Jing Wu Huan far behind. Without a doubt, this was because of Buzhou Spirit Mountain.
"After taking control of a forbidden ground, one's strength can actually soar to this extent. I wonder what will happen to that fellow Xian An in the future..." Jing Wu Huan was pondering this when he suddenly felt the fishing rod in his hand tremble lightly.
His round eyes flashed sharply, and his expression abruptly changed. "There's a response! Xian An, pay attention!"
That thin fishing line was more than ten thousand li long, yet Jing Wu Huan could still sense the faint vibrations traveling along it.
In the lake ten thousand li away, the fish bladder floating on the surface began to rise and fall, bucking violently up and down!
In the empty space above the fish bladder, Yu Shenfeng had withdrawn all his aura.
He had been