Liu Qing stood stiffly on the spot. The expression on his face was dull as he looked ahead in a daze.
Not long ago, there was a group of terrifying enemies there, and the level of threat was unprecedented.
Then, Tang Zhen snapped his fingers, and everything turned into ashes. Not even the slightest trace of the enemy was left.
The scene was so shocking that Liu Qing even suspected that what he saw was just an illusion.
Otherwise, how could a group of powerful cultivators be so vulnerable?
However, the truth was the truth. All kinds of weak suspicions were actually just a guilty conscience and fear.
Liu Qing, who had witnessed the entire process, finally understood what it meant that there was always someone better than him. He also finally knew what level his strength was.
Perhaps, they were really like ants that would turn into dust in the blink of an eye when they faced Tang Zhen.
