I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

The picture in Brother Dao's eyes gradually shattered, and the memories of the past were like scattered fragments, flying around in his consciousness.

His eyes suddenly became extremely resolute, as if at that moment he had made an important decision concerning life and death, which was more important than Mount Tai.

There was a determination to die in his eyes, as if he had already put his own life and death aside.

"Stop him!" The next moment, Meng Kongchan's sharp voice cut through the air and shouted loudly, his voice full of tension and vigilance.

Her pupils contracted sharply due to fear, and she stared at Brother Dao closely, as if he was a ferocious beast about to devour someone.

Brother Dao didn't respond at all, but just took a step slowly.

This seemingly simple step seemed to contain boundless power, like the creation of the universe. The moment his footsteps touched the ground, it shook violently as if struck by a powerful earthquake, sending ripples through space, as if a massive meteorite had been dropped into a calm lake. The ripples spread rapidly in all directions, distorting space wherever they passed.

Meng Kongchan reacted quickly and swung her sword, trying to stop Dao Ge's advance. The sword flashed with a cold light in her hand and stabbed at Dao Ge with a fierce momentum.

However, before the sword could get close to Brother Dao, it was instantly shattered by the terrifyingly powerful space ripples, and the extremely precious magic weapon that had survived countless battles and remained intact was turned into countless tiny fragments and scattered in the air.

"What!!" Li Youtian was about to help, but was stunned by the incredible scene in front of him.

Their magic weapons are all top-level mid-range existences. Each one has been tempered and polished for countless years, and even a half-step master cannot easily destroy it.

Just now, even though Li Youtian's sword was bent to 90 degrees, it was still extremely tough and intact, which shows that its hardness is far beyond imagination.

But now, it was directly crushed by Brother Dao's seemingly casual move. How could they not be shocked and frightened? The shock in their hearts was like a surging tide that could not be calmed for a long time.

Meng Kongchan's face instantly became filled with horror, her face turned as pale as paper, as if she had foreseen her own death.

She tried to pull away and escape, but the overwhelming pressure was like an invisible and powerful giant hand that instantly enveloped her. The space around her seemed to be solidified by a mysterious force. She could not move and could only fall rapidly like a falling bird.

"Am I really going to die here?" Meng Kongchan closed his eyes weakly, his heart filled with despair and helplessness.

"Bang!" A dull crash was heard, and a sharp pain ran through her body, as if every bone was groaning.

She slowly opened her eyes, only to find that the tall and burly figure had taken a step forward and appeared ten thousand meters away.

His figure was exceptionally tall, yet carried an indescribable terror.

Everyone stared intently at Brother Dao, their eyes filled with fear and confusion. At this moment, the space around Brother Dao, a normally taciturn and reserved man, gradually began to distort, forming a massive, constantly spinning, walking vortex. The surrounding space, like water drawn into the vortex, was constantly being swallowed and distorted, emitting a terrifying sound.

The vortex shrank little by little, but the distorted space expanded rapidly, as if it was going to swallow up everything around it. The whole world trembled under this terrifying force.

Soon, this distorted space had already spread to Meng Kongchan.

"Retreat quickly... retreat quickly!" Meng Kongchan shouted loudly. For some reason, when she saw this scene, the hairs on her body stood up and a strong premonition of death enveloped her.