He watched the mountain collapse.
Countless shards of stone shot through the air. Wang Yue stood there dumbfounded, his eyes wide and his jaw nearly dropping to the ground.
"Good heavens..."
One finger?
Just one finger?
What kind of terrifying strength was this?
That had to be cultivation beyond the tenth level of True Immortal, at the very least!
Before someone like this, it was laughable that he had still been fussing over preparations. So it turned out all it took was a single finger from this great senior.
It made him ashamed beyond measure.
Yet alongside that shame, his heart was filled with excitement, and tears nearly streamed from his old eyes.
After a thousand years, his elder brother could finally see the light of day again.
Meanwhile.
Chen Wu, who had followed them over as well, clenched his buttocks tightly, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. No words could describe the terror in his heart.
"Too close, too close. Good thing I became a bootlicker in time, or else my Chen family would be gone by now..."
Chen Wu trembled as he wiped away a bead of cold sweat, his face full of lingering fear.
"All right, the formation has been broken."
Su Bai withdrew his finger and said calmly, "You can handle the rest yourselves. I'll go back and get the Seven-Colored Treasure Infant. I still have to make it back for dinner."
The two of them were left speechless by those words.
He said it as though coming here to break a formation was something utterly trivial.
But judging by Su Bai's current strength, it truly was.
Remembering something, Wang Yue hurriedly called out, "Senior, although the Seven-Colored Treasure Infant has a pleasant name, it is actually no good demon beast. It is cunning by nature