*Hong hong hong…*
With a series of fierce explosions, the earth was torn apart and the region around the Coffin Carrying Man was instantly fragmented. Chaotic energy that contained an unimaginable destructive power swirled about randomly.
Yet through everything, the Coffin Carrying Man still showed no signs of movement.
Soon, all the cultivators who had gathered round were attacking.
Finally, the Coffin Carrying Man slowly opened his eyes, a visible stream of steam spewing out of his nostrils as he appeared to gasp heavily. As he gasped, it seemed as though the entire world around him pulsed.
Everyone who was attacking couldn’t help slowing down their offensive, fearing that the Coffin Carrying Man would suddenly begin to fight back. Fortunately, even after receiving so many attacks, the Coffin Carrying Man still showed no signs of fight back, just standing there, a dazed look upon his face as he blankly scanned the crowd around him, seemingly unable to understand the situation he was in.
It wasn’t until now that Yang Kai realized just how terrifying the Coffin Carrying Man was.
“He’s a Saint Realm master?” Yang Kai turned to look at Yun Xuan.
“Yes!” Yun Xuan nodded.
Yang Kai’s eyes shrank.
[A Saint Realm master had actually fallen into such a pitiful state, just what had happened to him? Life really is filled with unexpected events.]
“Why are those people still not acting?” Ruan Xin Yu asked, turning her eyes to the people from Bright Thunder Spirit Religion and Profound Heaven Alliance.
“They’re waiting!” Ji Yan sighed, “Breaking through the defense of a Saint requires a lot of effort, now that they had so many free helpers, obviously they are more than happy to sit back and watch; however, they should begin soon.”
As Ji Yan said this, the several dozen masters who had followed the Coffin Carrying Man here finally took action.
Yao Di of War Spirit Temple, who had been watching for a while, muttered, “En, we should also contribute, or else when others who heard about his appearance show up we won’t be able to control the situation anymore.”
“Agreed,” Xu Qi nodded lightly, “The sooner we start, the sooner we can finish and head home, we’ve been following him for almost a month now and my old bones starting to get a bit tired.”
“Good! Let’s begin!” Zuo Xing nodded.
The three powerhouses quickly reached an agreement so naturally the others around them didn’t raise any objections, each of them quickly summoning their artifacts and pushing their True Qi.
An overwhelming aura welled up from this group as many powerful artifacts and Martial Skills fell like meteors onto the Coffin Carrying Man. This storm of attacks was far more devastating compared to the hodgepodge offensive that had been occurring up till now.
*Hong long long…*
The earth cracked open and everything within a several kilometer radius trembled violently.
This kind of offensive finally caused some changes to the Coffin Carrying Man. A number of fresh wounds appeared and the old sores and welts on his skin began to pop and split, releasing a green gas from his body.
When these gasses appeared, everyone in the surrounding suddenly smelled the scent of death.
*Cilala…*
Wherever this green gas passed, the earth became lifeless and was instantly dyed a putrid shade of green.
Moreover, this gas spread at an extremely fast rate, almost like an explosion.
Some of the relatively close cultivators did not have time to dodge and were directly swallowed by this cloud of gas and before they could even scream, they were reduced to pools of mush; even their bones dissolving into liquid.