"Are you tired of living?"
The indifferent voice suddenly echoed through the void.
As the voice sounded,
A streak of gold light burst forth, swooshing and striking against the spear Ji Changkong had condensed. A muffled thud was heard, and the spear instantly shattered.
The wild energy, in a blink of an eye, transformed into a golden mountain.
On the golden mountain, streaks of golden light flowed and reverberated between the forests, marvelously beautiful and lifelike. It seemed like a real mountain, crashing down hard on Ji Changkong.
"Not good!"
Ji Changkong's face suddenly changed.
Even with his Cultivation Realm, he felt his heart tremble before the overwhelming force rolling down from the golden mountain.
He instinctively crossed his hands in front of his chest.
Thump!
The golden mountain struck heavily.
