The Trials of Leon Chen in the Mystic Valley Chapter 368

The heavy rain has stopped, but the remaining spiritual energy lingers, and there is thick fog everywhere.

The world became dark again.

The green fire shrank sharply, and finally turned into a ball as big as a fist, floating in the house with a broken roof.

The place that was originally full of spiritual energy became dilapidated and ugly. The tables and chairs turned dark brown. When the wind blew, everything from the pillars to the ground was reduced to ashes.

Leon Chen stood in the ruins, his robe and hair crown becoming the only thing that shone with light - the essence of the magic weapon had not been defeated and remained intact.