C2364 Hot Expansion and Cold Contraction

"Cough cough!"

A wave of smoke rose. Di Aotian coughed a few times and his face turned pale. His eyes revealed a strong sense of shock.

If it wasn't for his quick escape, he would have believed that the stick would have stabbed him if he was in the Magical Image of Acalanatha.

Looking at the eighteen arhats in front of him who had already been blown into pieces