When Li Heshan and several disciples of Hundred Beasts Mountain rushed to the area, they saw that the mountain range within a radius of hundreds of feet had been blasted by thunder into a bottomless deep crater!
The mountain rocks had turned to scorched earth, and the ancient trees hundreds of years old around were burning fiercely!
"Elder Ji!"
"Elder!"
"Master!"
He and the group from Hundred Beasts Mountain carefully searched this area.
"Cough! Cough, cough!"
From not far away in a pile of chaotic stones came a faint, familiar coughing sound.
Li Heshan flashed to the front, stirred his Spiritual Power, and with a wave of his hand, all the huge stones weighing hundreds of pounds were overturned, finally finding Ji Yan among the pile of rocks.
At this time, Ji Yan's hair was disheveled, his whole body charred black, and the magic robe at the Magical Artifact level on his body was in tatters, with blood continuously spilling from the corners of his mouth.
"Elder Ji!"
