C65 Reentry Suture of Yin and Yang

Something was rolling down the mountain like ten thousand horses galloping. The mountain let out a furious roar as rocks of all sizes rolled into the valley.

"Fuck." Xiao Yao couldn't help but cry out.

Small stones flew into the hollows of a few hidden mountains, stinging their faces and cutting through the skin with sharp stones.

Not only did this flow of rocks not decrease in size