The defensive thunder barrier formed its own miniature spiritual domain, caging the old Daoist and the hawk-face beast within at the moment.
Outside the semi-transparent defensive thunder barrier, Qiao Mu had not the slightest intention of paying attention to the old Daoist.
After injecting a wave of mystic energy, the defensive thunder barrier was flooded with berserk lightning, striking down noisily at the old Daoist and the hawk-faced beast.
A hint of shock instantly slipped past the old Daoist's vicious eyes.
This spiritual weapon was exceedingly powerful, but where did it come from?
He didn't realize that, before he knew it, this little lady would actually grow up to this extent in just a few short years.
If he had known, he should have strangled her directly back then, instead of allowing her to grow up…
A trace of wrath flashed past the old Daoist eyes. It was his fault for being careless.
