“That was an old monster’s Jade Talisman. It was directly sent back to him. Even if I took action, I wouldn’t be able to stop it in time,”Meng Xingchen explained.
“What kind of old monster?”Meng Xingchen had always been disdainful of the experts in the world space. He didn’t know what kind of existence an old monster was. Meng Jingtian asked curiously.
“An old monster that can create a world is only a hair’s breadth away from a top-tier world,”Meng Xingchen answered.
Meng Jingtian didn’t continue to ask. This wasn’t an existence that he could come into contact with right now, so it was useless to ask.
The world was desolate. As Meng Jingtian withdrew his strength, the ice lotus pond that spanned tens of thousands of miles vanished into thin air.
The experts in the frozen Mahayana world fell to the ground like dumplings. Some crashed into the ground, standing askew like servants.
Some fell on hard objects, turning into dust and being washed away by the rain.
