Bam!
The purple streaming light once again stopped converging, and the purple light mass landed once more. This time, Xingzhi ran.
Dragging his bloody and mangled body, he ran fast, yet at Half-Step Mountain Suppression speed, it was laughable against the Explosive Flame Star Chasing—since it’s called Chasing Stars!
Boom!
The purple light mass exploded right behind Xingzhi.
Xingzhi, who had given hope to everyone, was immediately engulfed, with no time for a scream.
As the explosion range of the purple light mass continued to spread, Wen Ping spoke to the system: "System, the three free shots are used. Can I pay for more shots... 200 White Crystals per shot, right?"
"Current charging amount: 3, available for use."
"Alright, give me three more shots." He currently had over two thousand White Crystals on him, and after deducting the two upgrades for the Tingyu Pavilion upon returning to the sect, 1700 White Crystals remained, just enough for the remaining shots.
If the people were not enough, Wen Ping would rather fire one less than run out of White Crystals.
After all, after two more upgrades, the Evil Spirit Knight would step into the Mountain Suppression Realm.
At that time, it could regain its former glory.
"White Crystals deducted successfully, Explosive Flame Star Chasing Cannon usage: 3!" The system, after deducting 600 White Crystals, spoke immediately.
Looking at Mitian Island again, three hundred-meter-wide pits appeared in the center, and within a thousand-meter radius, not a blade of grass grew. Everything was lifted by the shockwaves, or turned into splendid city ruins.
Xu Mitian was dead.
Xingzhi was dead.
Both perished under the previous shot.
To the people of Mitian Sect at the island’s edge, this scene was one of destructive despair.
Everyone knew, the main pillar was gone.
From now on, Mitian Sect would no longer be a Three-star Influence, only a pseudo Three-star power.
"It’s over!"
The people of Mitian Sect sighed.
Why did the sect have to provoke the Immortal Sect?
Just as everyone thought Wen Ping was about to leave, the lights gathered again.
The people on the flying ship were somewhat surprised at this scene.
"More?"
"Everyone’s dead, what’s the sect leader going to do?"
Ji Liangping, understanding Wen Ping, smiled helplessly, and said, "Sect Leader Wen truly intends to flatten Mitian Sect!"
Bam!
A shot fired.
Bam!
Another shot fired.
Bam!
The last shot fired.
The sky was completely shrouded in purple light, no longer dissipating with the wind.
The Explosive Flame Star Chasing Cannon was stowed under the ship, and it was then that three explosion sounds echoed from Mitian Island.
The bombardment area immediately covered over half of Mitian Island.
Almost all the sect buildings on Mitian Sect’s territory were within this explosion range.
Nearly ten thousand people watched this scene with horrified expressions.
Now it’s truly over!
Not even holding the qualification as a pseudo Three-star Influence.
Covering their ears, everyone immediately boarded the ship, but the lake waves were large, taking a long time to row a hundred meters.
Turning back, Mitian Island came into view again.
Nearly seventy percent of Mitian Island’s land disappeared in the last three explosions.
This signified—everything was truly gone.