His eyes flickered as he looked ahead. On the Gilded Mysterious Light Shield, there was a fist imprint deeply embedded, extremely close to his forehead.
A mere one or two centimeters more, and it would've hit.
"Just a bit more, just a bit more and it would've shattered!"
A flash of astonishment passed through Golden God Yuanhui's eyes.
He had once confronted the titled ranks of the Mo Yun Group, and the Gilded Mysterious Light Shield could withstand several powerful attacks for him. Yet now, after just one punch from Bai Xiao, it felt like it could barely hold.
Yuanhui was just thinking this.
Suddenly, another explosive sound like a firecracker erupted ahead.
With a loud bang!
The Gilded Mysterious Light Shield exploded with one punch, turning into countless broken shards falling like snow. Golden God Yuanhui crossed his hands in front of his chest, catching Bai Xiao's fist.
