"This..."
Having narrowly escaped death, both Huang Fusong and Dong Fangyao's faces turned pale, with cold sweat trickling down their foreheads.
They stared blankly at the gaping hole in the distance, too dumbfounded to utter a single word.
If Li Fan had been a split second slower just now, all three of them aboard the Puti True Boat would have probably disintegrated into dust!
After swallowing hard, Huang Fusong nearly collapsed and sat on the deck.
"What the hell is that thing?" Dong Fangyao managed to pull himself together, suppressing the fear in his heart, and stared at it.
The destructive power of the black light column is horrifying to say the least. Long after it had struck, the Element Devouring White Fog it pierced through showed no signs of recovering.
