"Puff..."
"It's over."
In his disappearing state, Xu Xiaoshou looked at the ruined Lone Cliff and was at loss for words for a long time.
After the big wave passed, everyone who was there, including Rao Yaoyao, the scruffy-looking man, and those who Xu Xiaoshou thought were the peak experts of the current time, all fell off the cliff.
Lone Cliff wasn't the only place that was swept away by the wave, but the land realm, which was dozens of miles away.
Mountains, forests, wilderness...
All of them were swallowed by the big wave and dilapidated.
Lone Cliff, which was the center of the storm, even lost its cliff ledge. It was smashed into pieces and then poured into the bottom of the cliff as a flow of gravel and mud, carrying along the people.
The once-beautiful Lone Cliff turned into ruins overnight.
"This is really terrifying..."
Xu Xiaoshou was filled with emotions.