The thought passed by, returning to calm, as the ground beneath lifted. Zhang Fusheng's gaze focused on that Great Sect.
What's special about this guy?
Let's see if I can figure it out in the next couple of days.
As his mind wandered, dozens of meters of rock layer had already been placed ten miles away by a giant hand. The ground shook, and some tents collapsed,
huge clouds of dust spread in all directions, rising hundreds of meters into the air, forming a temporary sea of dust.
Everyone staggered.
When the dust finally dissipated.
The crowd turned their gaze to where the campsite used to be, now a massive crater.
They could see the noble from the Cui Family had already erected a stone tablet on the ground, with just one powerful word inscribed on it.
'Cui.'
It seemed to be a declaration of sovereignty.
The next moment, that terrifying Great Sect moved again, the Spirit Furnace Fire appeared, burning behind his head,
