Chapter 662: Not Satisfied!

The Qi fluctuations of the two Daoist King Martial Artists were like two overfilled balloons that suddenly exploded. The commotion shocked the many adventurers watching from a distance into retreating repeatedly, their blood rushing to their heads as their eyes filled with horror.

At this moment, they fully understood just how powerful these seemingly aged Martial Artists were.

In front of such mighty figures, they were like ants before an elephant, or perhaps not even worthy of being called ants.

Only two afterimages could be seen pausing slightly in the space before rushing towards the young Martial Artist opposite them.

The adventurers watching from afar could only see a terrifying flash of light. The space was filled with innumerable fine lines, constantly extending outward.

Though they had not eaten pork, they had seen pigs run. They knew those fine black lines were spatial cracks created by the energy fluctuations the spatial barriers couldn't withstand.