"Damn!!"
The Black Bear Spirit's mouth opened wide enough to swallow an outhouse, and his eyes were nearly bulging out.
The outside cultivators were even more astonished, with jaws almost hitting the ground.
Even the usually composed Bai Suzhen and the aloof Cyan Snake were at a loss, staring in disbelief.
There was no choice.
The scene before them was utterly shocking!
The disheveled Mad Monk actually destroyed a genuine Immortal Artifact with sheer physical strength?
Who would believe this if it got out?
Who would dare to believe it?
"That's an Immortal Artifact, dammit…"
"Oh my, is this Mad… this monk, possibly a living immortal?"
"What kind of Heaven-Reaching Power must this be, to destroy an Immortal Soldier with bare hands…"
Countless cultivators clutched their heads, their minds buzzing.
At first, this Mad Monk looked slovenly, indulging in wine and meat, earning the disdain of the spectators.
