Piak!
The slap of the Martial Dao Prime Body sent Meng Yao flying dozens of feet away!
Initially, Meng Yao thought that she would definitely die. After all, she had just witnessed the methods of the Martial Dao Prime Body and he could even kill Shi Wunian with a single punch.
Even the minor Grotto-heavens of Immortal Kings were shattered.
No matter how tough her head was, she could not defend against the power of Desolate Martial's slap.
However, when she was sent flying, her ears buzzed and her vision blurred. She composed herself and sat up.
She was not dead?
A fiend like Desolate Martial actually knew how to cherish women?
Instantly, Meng Yao's mind was filled with thoughts.
However, she quickly noticed something unusual.
Many cultivators in the surroundings looked at her strangely with a hint of fear and pity…
Some cultivators were even unwilling to meet her gaze and averted it.