Right at that moment, a series of deafening explosions suddenly erupted from the previously tranquil Sulfur Mountain Range.
A thunderous roar echoed from within the fissures, blasting countless fragments of rock and shattered trees into the air to form an outward-surging shockwave.
A Nascent Soul stage cultivator took two steps forward, picked up an herb from the ground, and cried out in alarm, "An eighth-grade spirit herb, no less!"
Chapter 805