Boom! Splash!
Xue Kuang's figure still didn't stop, crashing out of the array and falling into the seawater below, stirring up a sky-high water column.
Crash! Crash!
The towering water column fell back onto the water's surface.
"Is he dead?"
Inside the array, the gazes of Zilan, Nangong Feiyang, Mu Shuiyuan, and others all simultaneously looked over, and their divine senses scanned beneath the surface.
At this moment, most of them had already exhausted a tremendous amount of spiritual power, and their bodies even bore considerable injuries.
Like Bi Luoyue and Leng Feng, the two were the most severely injured, while Nangong Feiyang and Mu Shuiyuan also suffered significant injuries. The only ones slightly better off were Zilan, Nangong Huozhu, and Qin Yang.
If that strike just now had killed the old ghost directly, that would be the best.
