At the top of Yun Mountain, more than a dozen large and robust trees had fallen, and there were even massive trees that a person couldn't embrace with both arms, shattered open, with only half remaining to keep the trees from toppling.
The two figures pursued and confronted each other in the forest. While their path wasn't completely razed to the ground, it was filled with countless gashes and holes.
Tong Yunshu had already become numb. She simply couldn't fathom how humans, without any external help, could cause such tremendous destruction.
"Boy, do you think to exhaust this old man's True Yuan by taking advantage of the mountain forest?" Suddenly, Tong Yan's voice came.
Yun Shu's heart stirred upon hearing this.
Did Third Grandpa mean to say that Yang Fei had been driven back all this time?
