It was obvious that Dao Wuji's defensive boundary would weaken from this round of attacks. His face turned grave!
"Break!!" With this childlike shout, a dense rain of rocks beat down on Dao Wuji's body.
Caught off guard, Dao Wuji took on the full brunt of the rock rain. He instantly spewed blood from his mouth, and his defensive boundary was ripped apart by this Little Despot's attack.
He got swept aside by this force like a kite whose string got snapped, and he tumbled heavily to the ground.
"F*ck… you…" Dao Wuji, the poor devil, spewed another mouthful of blood, and his breathing waned.
It had to be known that this old lad was a particularly unlucky fellow, having somehow been locked up in this Punishment Tower for ten years.
