Chapter 971 Netherworld Ghost Dragon
Boom—
The revered Steal Moon Sect leader crashed through the massive spell ship, shooting towards the ground like a cannonball at an unbelievably fast speed. In an instant, he smashed into a mountain, shattering it directly and falling onto the barren plains, yet still not stopping.
He continued to collapse one mountain after another, leaving behind an extremely long trench, skidding nearly a hundred thousand meters before he finally came to a halt.
Lying on his back, he eventually rested his head against a huge rock, looking up at Patriarch Bodhi beneath the golden void in the sea of clouds with eyes filled with fear.
Patriarch Bodhi’s strength was beyond his expectations.
"Who on earth is this holy being... How can someone be so strong... Such a powerhouse should not have taken that path..."
The Steal Moon Sect leader muttered in despair, his tone seemingly in disbelief.
From a distance, Qin Jun watched with a smile plastered across his face; it was no wonder he was Patriarch Bodhi, truly invincible!
Even a being as powerful as the Steal Moon Sect leader was no more than a dog in front of him, unable to withstand a single blow.
Emperor Yao looked on in shock. He had no knowledge of Patriarch Bodhi’s background. Although he was aware of Patriarch Bodhi’s strength, he hadn’t realized it was so formidable.
"What heights has this person reached?"