A full minute passed before the dust from the Blue Silver Rebound Strike finally began to clear.
Everyone peered cautiously toward the center of the blast.
"!!!"
They were all stunned.
Their mouths hung wide enough to fit an egg, and their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.
Where Zhao Wuji had stood was now a massive crater at least a hundred meters across and several meters deep!
Its walls looked as though some giant beast had gnawed through them, riddled with jagged cracks. Clods of earth were still crumbling from the rim.
Within fifty meters of the crater, the ground had collapsed and split open. Not a single blade of grass remained intact.
"My... god..."
Ning Rongrong's voice shook. Her legs had gone weak.
"If that had hit me..."
She didn't dare finish the sentence. She didn't even dare imagine it.
She wouldn't have been bruised black and blue. She would have been scattered in pieces.
Certain death!
Nothing would have been left of her!
Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at the crater. For the first time, fear appeared on her cold face.
A chill ran down her spine.
"Gulp!"
Dai Mubai swallowed, his throat painfully dry.
He turned toward Lin Qingmo, his expression impossibly complicated.
Was this kid really only twelve? Was he really just a Soul Ancestor?
With destructive power like that, people would believe he was a Spirit King or even a Spirit Emperor!
Xiao Wu, on the other hand, wasn't thinking that far ahead.
"Wow!" she cried, springing to her feet and gazing at Lin Qingmo with shining eyes.
"A-Qing! You're amazing!!!"
Her voice was sweet and excited, like a child who had discovered treasure.
And when Tang San saw that from the sidelines—
"Pfft!"
He spat out another mouthful of blood.
This time, the