The golden red thunder exploded, shattering the avatar of Wu An's master.
The thunderbolt rolled across the ground, sweeping over and over again.
Only when he couldn't feel that presence anymore, did he let out a breath of relief.
Looking in the direction where Wu An's master's avatar disappeared, feeling the divine power spreading and dissipating.
Wherever it passed, the charred earth and all things were rejuvenated.
As if noticing something, those pure and divine sources of power surged towards him.
Like a child rushing back into a mother's warm embrace.
However.
Chloe waved a hand, isolating the divine power.
"Go to where you should be now, that child is your master."
The Holy Bone originally had no will.
But at this moment, it seemed to understand his meaning, turning and tearing open the Mental Image World, heading to another area.
The divine power, halfway through its flight, suddenly coagulated in the air.
