The severed great river in the great valley basin was flowing again.

It was just that there was still utter silence in the valley, and countless people were staring  blankly at the huge fissure that had appeared in the valley. They especially stared at the figure embedded into the mountain wall at the very end of the crevice.

At that moment, Wei Tuo looked indescribably tragic, and he no longer had half the imposing manner and arrogance he had before. 

Gulp.    

Li Qingchan, who always cared about her image, also cupped her mouth with her small hand and gulped. Although she knew from the start that Zhou Yuan wasn’t reckless, she had never thought he would be able to send the Sacred Race team’s deputy captain flying with one kick.

He was a terrifying enemy with a Genesis Qi foundation of 2.7 billion, and he had used a secret...