C220 Fourwinged Principalities

Space tore open abruptly, unleashing a blinding white light as the Digger's Pickaxe vanished from Lin Yuan's grasp in an instant.

Before Lin Yuan could even process what happened, the Principalities' palm was already thrust against his chest.

"Retreat."

*Boom!*

Propelled like a fired cannonball, Lin Yuan hurtled backward