The tightly strung heartstrings finally relaxed a little.
Gritting teeth, he also exerted all his strength to catch up, eyes firmly locked on the direction of the smoke-filled broken bridge.
...
Beneath the fractured overpass, smoke and dust filled the air.
Obscuring most of the view.
Fang Qingyu's figure slowly emerged from the enveloping smoke and dust.
Floating several meters above the ground in mid-air.
The ground beneath was a gigantic circular pit with a diameter exceeding thirty meters.
The pit walls were as smooth as a mirror, showing a glaze state rapidly cooled after a high-temperature melt, with tiny golden arcs still dancing at the edges.
In the center of the pit's bottom lay the Ghost Car and Snake Transformation Dharma Body, having been directly struck by Shenxiao·Dragon Transformation.
At this moment, they no longer had their previous formidable might.
The dark red feather patterns of the Ghost Car Dharma Body had shed in large patches.
