There Can Be Only One Original Ancestor

The Dragon Stele flew through the air at a terrifying speed, but under Bai Yang's control, it decelerated just as quickly.

Master of Penggong had not even had time to catch it before he suddenly discovered that, a dozen seconds later, the white stone ruler had already come to a stop.

Then it actually reversed direction and headed toward the center of the explosion!

Master of Flint was truly stunned.

"God! The shockwave hasn't ended yet!

The biggest explosion has only just passed. What is Master of Shan Hai doing?"

Watching the Dragon Stele charge recklessly through the terrifying shockwave, Master of Penggong said with a complicated expression:

"This is one of Master of Shan Hai's rare treasures.

Flint..."