Chapter 350: 348. Talking about flattening, it’s not just about killing (4/4) The azure sky reflected a purple hue on the rugged lake surface, making the rippling light appear particularly eerie. The disciples of Mitian Island were panic-stricken at this moment and immediately rushed towards the lake shore.
They had witnessed the power of the first explosion.
Even if they were too far to be harmed, the deafening sound was still particularly unbearable.
"Stop pretending to be ghosts!"
With confidence in the Mountain-Suppressing Armor, such skepticism was dismissed.
After all, it was just a few streaks of light. How could they possibly break the Mountain-Suppressing Armor?
Not to mention, this layer of Mountain-Suppressing Armor was formed from Abnormal Vein Qi. It possessed the characteristics of the Gold Element, resilient! Far beyond those who use the Vortex Map at the Half-Step Mountain Suppression Realm.
Furthermore, his Golden Broad Spirit Body had long reached perfection, and with the dual enhancement, even at the same realm, it’s difficult to find someone who can break his Mountain-Suppressing Armor.
Of course, according to his past experience, that’s at least the case.
In the next moment, Wen Ping returned to the side of the flying ship, hovering not far away with the Long Yue Sword in hand, "Fire!"
As soon as the words fell, the streaming lights stopped converging.
A light point rapidly formed into a mass, and then with a bang, the purple light mass directly shot towards Xingzhi.
Boom!
The purple light mass landed, exploding on the ground just like the first time. The shockwave alone caused Xu Mitian, who had finished running, to stagger and crash into a gnarly old tree, climbing up and turning around...
The old tree, which required several people to embrace, was snapped in half like a chopstick.
The surrounding trees were the same.
"How can such an attack be unleashed a second time... and it’s obviously stronger this time?" Perhaps because it hit the ground directly, the explosion of the purple light mass immediately engulfed the large complex of the Outer Sect.
Everything was turned to nothingness under the advancing purple shockwave.
This scene left everyone dumbfounded.
The spies from the Hundred Sects Alliance were left in shock.
The people of Mitian Sect remained frozen there.
Even those on the flying ship were silently calm.
"Ancestor!" As the dense dust dissipated, a giant pit nearly a hundred meters long and ten meters deep appeared in Xu Mitian’s ear. Compared to the destruction, Xu Mitian worried more about Xingzhi, for if Xingzhi had an accident, Mitian Sect’s hope would be lost.
With three strides in one, Xu Mitian arrived.
He saw someone kneeling with one knee at the center of the deep pit—a bloody figure, his entire body stained red with blood, "He survived!" After saying this, Xu Mitian was about to rush down.
And then he heard Xingzhi muttering to himself.
"Impossible!"
"Impossible!"
He probably wouldn’t believe even in death that the Mountain-Suppressing Armor was just gone.
Immediately, Xingzhi shouted into the sky, "Which senior unleashed the Vein Technique!"
No one responded.
Then a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Luckily, he wasn’t arrogant, or he’d be dead.
But it seemed they had weathered it; it was time to see the rainbow.
There shouldn’t be a third time, right?
"Explosive Flame Star Chasing, ready!"
Upon hearing this from Wen Ping, and seeing the lights gathering again, Xingzhi was dumbfounded, even feeling despair.
There’s more!
How could such an attack come repeatedly?
Could it be that there’s a Mountain Suppression Realm expert concealing in the sky using a special technique?
But now, with the Mountain-Suppressing Armor gone, how could he block it?
"I concede!"
Thunk!
Xingzhi resolutely knelt on both knees.
He didn’t want to be killed just after coming out of seclusion, nor did he want to waste the remaining 90-plus years of his life!
With this kneel, Xu Mitian also lost the will to resist, his pace slowing down, a hint of despair flickering in his eyes. This despair was like having cultivated to Half-Step Mountain Suppression, yet never being able to cross that gap.
He wanted to resist and die standing, but with the ancestor kneeling, what could he do?
"Sorry, I’m here to flatten Mitian Sect today," Wen Ping spoke indifferently, his voice like thunder, heard across the entire island, "Next life, remember not to trouble others without reason. The weak you perceive... might just be a disguise, for he can easily kill you."
"Target locked: Xingzhi!"
The center of the streaming light pointed at—Xingzhi.
"Fire!"