Such thick spiritual power was like a towering mountain pressing down. It was not something that an ordinary person like Fool Li could have. Countless people were blown a hundred meters away, like a kite with a broken string.
Only He Qingyuan, Lin Bai, and Fool Li, who were in the center, did not move at all, as if they had fallen into a strange balance.
A look of disbelief appeared on He Qingyuan's face. "You're not, how is this possible..." He was incoherent, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
Even Lin Bai was a little dumbfounded. From this enormous spiritual power, he felt an unprecedented power. It was as if the person standing in front of him was a god from ancient times. He was a ladder that could not be climbed.
It was as if he had just met Fool Li on the first day. Although he had been with Fool Li for a long time, Lin Bai was able to discover many secrets every time. Although Fool Li was a fool, he was full of mystery.
