"Boom!"
Retreating continuously for over a dozen meters, after crashing through a large pile of tables, chairs, and benches, the middle-aged man's body ultimately slammed fiercely against the huge stone pillar.
The terrifying impact force even made the entire floor quiver.
Chu Mo frowned slightly, a small worry inevitably arising in his heart. He wondered if he had used too much strength in his punch. After all, with the use of the power of laws, even a mere tenth of his strength could instantly kill Master Lianshang, who was a Half-step Celestial God. Though the body of the man opposite was incredibly tough, he was, at the end of the day, still in a mortal flesh, and being smashed down by Chu Mo's fist like that, he probably had no return.
Chu Mo glanced at the young girl beside him.
