"This, this..."
Staring at the Black Moon Millstone, which fell to the ground like a scrap of iron, Dong Wanlai stood lost in his soul, speechless!
He knew that his Black Moon Millstone was a mid-grade magical artifact! A grand mid-grade magical artifact that could penetrate even a small mountain, grinding it into flying ash — what a concept! But now?
But now, having personally witnessed the mid-grade magical artifact — Black Moon Millstone, which he relied on — crash into Chen Fei's body, not only did it fail to seriously injure him, but instead, it turned into scrap iron, shattered apart.
A person in this world could physically withstand a full-force strike from his mid-grade magical artifact entirely unharmed!
Just accepting this reality alone was truly unfathomable! Isn't this too exaggerated?
