In that very moment, Jiang He could not help thinking about the word 'apocalypse'!
Over dozens of miles of land was reduced to wasteland, and the tremendous tremors rifts extended over fifty kilometers, with numerous mountainous bodies splitting apart. Upon it, every Feral in Mount Dadong was squealing in panic as they fled.
Yan Dehao was utterly frightened by the sight.
He was shaking even after they landed at the wasteland, wailing, "Jiang He, it really wasn't me… I was just stamping the ground out of impatience, and then this happened."
Jiang He eyed Yan Dehao.
'This fool… is such an actor!
'Don't you know whether it was you who caused this whole mess?
'If you really could crush the whole heritage site by causing an avalanche with your foot, why bother becoming an undercover agent at the Sky Demon Cult? You could have crushed them alone.'
"Oh, what a shame."
