All at once, all the experts were swept up and heavily fell to the ground.
Even those with profound skills, like Hashimoto Ai, couldn't help but retreat more than a dozen steps and fell on her butt.
Strangely, the three children were completely unharmed and still sat in their chairs, chatting and laughing merrily, cracking sunflower seeds and watching the excitement.
Of course, Shen Zhou was also unharmed, with a sly smile on his face, his right hand slightly extended.
In his palm, there was a small vortex, continuously spinning, like the eye of a child, yet it seemed immensely deep, as if it concealed an endless universe.
Everyone was extremely shocked as they turned to look at Hei Dalong, to see if he had shattered the Original Stone.
Suddenly, they were stunned.
The Magic Knife had disappeared, and there lay Hei Dalong, limp and prostrate where the Original Stone had been, motionless like a dead toad.
Instantly, everyone froze.