Whoosh...
The fierce wind blew, carrying yellow sand, striking Bai Mo's clothes and hair.
In the distance, Black Stick Mountain had already shattered from head to toe, as if it had been flattened, turning into a vast pile of rubble, tumbling, dispersing, and spreading across the mountains.
Amidst the blowing wind, large clouds of dust sporadically danced away.
In Bai Mo's arms, several fox disciples poked their heads out, eyes wide open, mouths agape, looking at the scene revealed after the collapse of Black Stick Mountain.
Whoosh! Whoosh...
It was hundreds of fox disciples, running back from afar, rushing towards the debris spread across the plains of Black Stick Mountain.
"Ying ying ying?"
Big Flower Arm picked up a piece of rubble, only to see it wasn't stone, but a metal piece!
"Ao ao ao!"
Black Bracelet picked up a piece, then swapped for another.
