"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The entire space began to shatter into fragments amid the unceasing explosions.
The explosions in space seemed to have ignited other powder kegs, causing the surrounding space to burst apart as well.
The deafening roars made heaven and earth tremble.
Spatial turbulence also tore wildly at this space, causing cracks to appear across the pavilion that had once looked so lofty and grand.
"Kid, what are you doing?!"
The ethereal elderly voice began to sound anxious.
Clearly, he had not expected Qin Shaofeng to do something like this. This was a rhythm that meant to destroy the entire space!
Qin Shaofeng acted as though he had not heard the voice. He allowed the space to rumble without end, while wearing an utterly carefree expression.
Seeing his expression, the elderly voice grew even more frantic. "Kid, you need to know what you are doing! This pavilion is the painstaking work of my entire life, and the ancient text you are looking for is inside it as well. If the pavilion is destroyed, that text cannot possibly remain intact."
Qin Shaofeng remained where he was, allowing the spatial turbulence to lash continuously against his body as though nothing had happened.
He still smiled faintly, truly infuriating the owner of that elderly voice to the point of exploding with rage.
The owner of the elderly voice began to howl hysterically.
Yet under the effects of the spacetime turbulence, he could not use a single one of his methods.
But as he watched everything continue to collapse, with the pavilion seemingly on the verge of crumbling at any moment, he became increasingly crazed.
"Men, stop wasting words with him. Go in and kill him!"
The owner of the elderly voice had clearly been enraged out of his mind, revealing even such