Luo Jinnan was startled. The Long Chen in front of him exploded into flame runes. It was a fake.

Then hearing Qi Yunao’s hysterical roar, he immediately turned back to see that at some unknown time, Long Chen had appeared in front of the Heaven Suppressing Magic Sect’s ancestral statue. The pot in his hand was already raised.

“There is nothing in this world that I, Long Chen, don’t dare to do.”

BOOM!

With a cold smile, Long Chen’s arm muscles bulged, and the pot grew gigantic as it smashed into the statue. The entire statue instantly crumbled.

“No!” Qi Yunao’s expression completely changed. His eyes almost popped out. The instant the statue broke, he seemed to age countless years.

As for Luo Jinnan, when the statue exploded, the divine light around him faded and his runic sword vanished. A wave of weakness washed over him, making him almost collapse to the ground. His body was twitching.

He was shocked to find countless wrinkles appear all over his skin. Looking at his own hands, he found that he was now skin and bones, like an elder on their deathbed....