The punch carrying the bright, silver Human Immortal Dao Force tore through the ancient-looking flower mirror, and with undiminished momentum, it solidly struck the old crone's body.
Boom! ——
It was as if a volcano had erupted inside her.
The old crone didn't even have time to scream before her body burst open, her face exploded, teeth shattered, eyes burst, and her entire organs and skeleton were pulverized by the fierce and terrifying punch.
Even a Nascent Soul true body, if hit by this punch, could not withstand the power that surpassed the early stage of the Nascent Soul's ferocious explosive force.
Thump! ——
Blood mist sprayed everywhere!
The old crone's body flew back rapidly like a torn sack; a streak of Spiritual Light cried out in shock, flickering and sweeping away, transforming into an old, withered infant, which had instantly lost the courage to continue the struggle and sought to escape.
