All of these things have disappeared now, completely destroyed, the result of An Jiao's many days and nights of research, that scroll is now entirely soaked with mud.
Collapsed on the ground, An Jiao finally regained his senses, then tremblingly tried to stand up to retrieve that scroll from the mud pit, but when An Jiao stood up, his crippled left foot suddenly lost strength, and he fell to the ground again.
Just as An Jiao tried once more to force himself to ignore the weakness in his left foot and stand up to approach the scroll, An Hao suddenly appeared beside him, then lifted his right foot, and stomped heavily on the joint of An Jiao's left foot!
"Ah!" The piercing pain shot into An Jiao's brain, "Crack!" An Jiao's bone was almost instantly crushed by An Hao's foot power; if previously An Jiao couldn't stand because of the innate weakness in his left foot,
