Zhao Gujiu nodded, his gaze suddenly falling on the stone, his eyes flashing intensely.
Bang!
In the next instant, the stone unexpectedly shattered into a handful of gravel, each particle surprisingly similar.
Hmm?
Zhao Sheng's eyes narrowed, immediately questioning, "Gujiu, has your willpower advanced again?!"
"Thanks to the Ancestor's blessing! After the last teleportation, I found that my Fist Intent was honed once more. Although it didn't reach a qualitative change, the destructive power and intensity have increased several times."
"Again!"
After speaking, Zhao Sheng flicked his right hand, and another similarly sized stone appeared in his hand.
This time, however, the stone was completely enveloped by Divine Thought, with a foot-thick layer of Divine Light.
Zhao Gujiu still stood in place, only a glint of light flashed through his eyes.
Pa!
Just like last time, the stone abruptly shattered into dozens of uneven pieces.
