On an ordinary floor tile, the power of the divine could be felt, displaying special might, just one tile sent He Bei flying.
"No, this is impossible!"
He Bei roared, his face smeared with blood, he couldn't believe he was wounded by a floor tile.
"Nothing is impossible."
Xiao Mu responded with a sneer.
He constantly picked up various objects from the ground, a tile, a piece of pottery, a stick or even a blade of grass, in his hands, all seemed to become sacred items.
He threw them casually, hitting He Bei, Niu Mang, and Red Sky Child, causing their cries to echo, their bodies covered in wounds.
Under the covering power of the Seal of the Heavenly Emperor, it seemed as if everything became sacred, possessing special power, Xiao Mu nonchalantly threw them, the power was astonishing.
"No, how is this possible!"
Niu Mang was gravely wounded, every wound was bleeding, he cried in panic, "I can't believe, there could be such technique!"
