"How could this happen?" Elder Yon stepped back in despair, so agitated that blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Could it be that Young boy Su is really going to die inside the Ancient City?
Zhao Lingxi even forgot to retreat, as the gravel, dust, and aura from the collapsing Ancient City surged toward her.
She looked extremely embarrassed.
She was also injured.
For dozens of breaths.
The collapse of the Ancient City gradually stabilized.
Everywhere was filled with ruins.
The visual impact was shocking.
Elder Yon and Ling Tuanzhi both stood there, their eyes bloodshot, their fists clenched tightly.
"Azure Heaven is unfair!!!" Ling Tuanzhi whispered hoarsely.
Even if he believed Su Chen could create miracles, in front of their eyes... endless ruins felt like a Divine Mountain had collapsed, suppressing everything. Even such a Supreme Treasure as the Ancient City shattered, Su Chen was inside it, could he really survive?
