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Crack! Crack! Crack!
A series of ear-piercing cracking sounds rang out! The corpse worms' bodies, harder than refined steel, were crushed and burst under that absolute power difference!
It exploded into three clumps of pitch-black liquid mixed with evil energy and corpse poison, which were then instantly evaporated by the extremely yang and powerful energy field, leaving not a trace!
"puff--!"
From beneath the distant sea of grass, a piercing scream suddenly erupted!
Tu Junfang stumbled out of the bushes, his face, which always wore a cold smile, now filled with disbelief, horror, and fear.
Crimson blood gushed from all seven of his orifices, and all the luster in his venomous eyes vanished rapidly like a receding tide.
He didn't even get to utter a complete cry before he fell straight backward, life extinguished.
"what?!"
Seeing Tu Junfang's sudden defeat and death, Ding Shian and the six thieves of Quanxing were all horrified!
They couldn't understand why the Three Corpse Technique, which was invincible and specialized in attacking the soul, had been defeated so decisively and so... irrationally!
But Ding Shian was, after all, a top-tier martial artist who had experienced countless battles. His shock lasted only a moment; he immediately made the most correct judgment—
This person's Qi is unfathomable, but their physical body may not be equally powerful!
As long as I can get close, with my martial arts skills that have already reached perfection, there may still be a glimmer of hope for survival!
He roared and stomped his foot, his whole body like a cannonball, instantly tearing through the air and creating a series of sharp sonic booms as he sped toward Zhang Yunyuan!
His punches were as fast as lightning and as heavy as mountains!
His feet moved with the force of thunder and the speed of the wind!
In an instant, fists and kicks filled the sky, covering all of Zhang Yunyuan's vital points!
Each strike contains terrifying power capable of splitting stone and shattering monuments; each move embodies the ultimate principles of martial arts, reaching the pinnacle of artistry!
However, they were faced with a fierce and relentless offensive that would make any expert of the same level tremble with fear.
Zhang Yunyuan's face remained as calm as ever.
He didn't even use thunder magic, nor did he activate the Primordial Dao Qi.
He simply raised his hands and drew circles with his feet, moving slowly in a rhythm that seemed slow but was actually extremely fast.
Chapter 195 The Annihilation of the Quanxing Masters
Ding Shian felt as if his fist had struck a bottomless, sticky swamp.
His terrifying power, capable of shattering mountains and rocks, was easily deflected and neutralized the moment it touched the opponent's seemingly soft palm by a gentle yet irresistible strange force, ultimately vanishing without a trace.
He felt like a strong man who had used all his strength but punched cotton, possessing immense power but nowhere to vent it, so frustrated that he almost vomited blood.
Just as his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet arisen.
Zhang Yunyuan's seemingly casually moving hand suddenly paused, and then, like a dragonfly skimming the water, lightly imprinted itself on his chest.
That palm strike looked effortless, without even making a sound.
But Ding Shian's body stiffened abruptly the moment he was struck, as if struck by lightning!
In his eyes, which were always filled with fierce fighting spirit, all the brilliance froze instantly, replaced by boundless horror and unbelievable fear.
He could clearly feel a seemingly gentle but actually domineering spiral force suddenly erupting from the opponent's palm!
That force was devastating, instantly shattering all his protective qi and raging wildly within his body!
"Ugh—!"
Ding Shian's eyes widened, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets!
A short, shrill scream, almost inhuman, had just escaped his throat when it was drowned out by an even more terrifying sound of bones shattering!
Crackling sound—snap!
That was the terrifying sound of his entire skeleton, from the smallest finger bones and ribs to the spine that supports his torso and the large bones of his limbs, being ground and shattered inch by inch by inch by that omnipresent spiraling force!
The sound was as dense as rain pounding on rubble, and as dull as a boulder crushing a bean pod!
His powerful body became a torture rack at that moment, and one could clearly feel the entire process of every bone breaking, deforming, and finally being ground into powder!
He was like a plaster statue that had been internally exploded, his body exhibiting a bizarre and twisted collapse, with the support beneath his skin rapidly disappearing.
"Ho...ho..."
He could only make a hissing sound like a broken bellows as blood mixed with pieces of internal organs gushed from his mouth and nose.
When the last weight-bearing hip bone turned to dust, Ding Shian, like a leather bag filled with blood and mud that had all its bones removed, collapsed to the ground with a thud, his face contorted in extreme pain and disbelief, and fell completely silent.
The ground was quickly stained red by his twisted, mushy body and the overflowing blood.
Seeing Tu Junfang and Ding Shian, two top experts who were among the top three in the Quanxing Sect, being so easily killed in just a few breaths!
The remaining six thieves of Quanxing were terrified and their souls nearly left their bodies!
They knew that they had absolutely no chance of winning if they fought alone!
One of them roared, a hint of determination and madness flashing in his eyes.
Suppressing their fear, the six moved swiftly, instantly occupying six strange positions. Their auras connected in an instant, forming a combined attack formation filled with sinister and vicious energy!
Six completely different, yet equally vicious, streams of Qi, enhanced by the formation, intertwined to form a massive black net that blotted out the sky!
Above that giant net, wailing souls echoed, and poisonous mist billowed, carrying a terrifying aura that sealed off heaven and earth and corroded all things, descending upon Zhang Yunyuan!
They were going to use this cunning combined attack technique, which had been passed down for hundreds of years by the Quanxing sect, to completely surround and kill this god-like man in front of them!
However, this was a strike that would make even the most skilled martial artist pale in comparison.
Zhang Yunyuan simply snorted coldly.
He finally raised his head, and for the first time, a cold, tangible killing intent ignited in his eyes, which were always as calm as an ancient well.
He pointed his fingers like a sword, aiming them at the distant sky!
A low shout, like a divine decree from the heavens, resounded across the grassland!
In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the earth shook!
The once clear night sky was instantly shrouded in endless dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling!
Thousands of golden lightning bolts, as thick as a child's arm, as if summoned by an emperor, tore through the dark sky, transforming into a boiling, raging hell of lightning filled with the ultimate yang and the strongest destructive will, crashing down upon the seemingly indestructible black net!
Rumble——!
That massive black net, capable of corroding everything, was as fragile as paper before this majestic, heaven-like Thunder Prison!
The moment they made contact, they were torn to shreds by the raging lightning!
The formation collapsed instantly!
"Do not--!"
The six thieves of Quanxing let out an extremely shrill scream, filled with resentment and despair.
But their voices were quickly drowned out by the deafening thunder.
Their bodies, along with their sinful souls, were purified, ionized, and disintegrated in the supremely yang and powerful thunder, ultimately turning into six charred, smoking corpses, devoid of any life.
The whole thing happened in just a minute.
The grasslands were littered with corpses and rivers of blood.
The thick stench of blood, mixed with the pungent smell of ozone after a thunderstorm, filled the air, making people nauseous.
In the center of this hellish scene, only one person remained, trembling as he stood there.
Balun, the successor of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief.
His usually expressionless face was now filled with an unprecedented, deep-seated fear.
Looking at the man before him, bathed in the still-lingering golden lightning, who seemed like a god or demon descending to earth, his heart, hardened by countless life-and-death experiences, was now completely filled with an emotion called "fear."
But he did not surrender.
The instinct for survival overrides everything.
He roared and pushed the Six Treasures Immortal Thief within his body to an unprecedented extreme!
His muscles bulged and knotted in an inhuman way, and he transformed into a streak of light that was difficult to see with the naked eye, fleeing for his life in the opposite direction from Zhang Yunyuan!
A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Yunyuan's eyes.
He watched the streak of light fleeing for its life, then flicked his finger.
A barely perceptible stream of primordial energy, thinner than a hair, disregarded the distance in space and instantly struck Baron in the back.
Baron's body jolted violently in mid-air, as if struck by lightning, and he spat out a mouthful of scalding blood!
That primordial Dao energy raged wildly within his body; any top expert would have been severely injured or even killed on the spot!
However, Baron managed to withstand the attack thanks to the abnormally unreasonable recovery ability of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief!
His injuries were mostly healed in just one breath!
He even used the momentum from that attack to increase his speed instead of decrease, and disappeared into the vast grassland without looking back.
Chapter 196 The Mastermind, Gong Qing Appears
The carnage on the grasslands has finally come to an end.
Deathly silence is the only theme on this vast grassland at this moment.
The evening breeze howled as it swept by, carrying not the fragrance of fresh grass, but an overwhelming, nauseatingly sweet and pungent smell of blood.
The trampled, muddy land had long been soaked in warm blood, turning into a dark red swamp.
Scattered limbs and twisted corpses created a cruel picture of a living hell.
The strong smell of blood attracted vultures circling in the sky, which let out hoarse, chilling cries. Their greedy eyes were fixed on the lavish "feast" below, but they hesitated to land.
Because in the center of that mountain of corpses and sea of blood, there stood a being that made them tremble from the depths of their souls.
Zhang Yunyuan stood quietly among the corpses. His simple gray casual clothes remained spotless against the shocking blood-red background, as if no filth in the world could get near him.