The sound produced by the cannon firing was as explosive as ever!
Martial cultivators with lower cultivation who were slightly closer directly spewed blood from the shock.
Those with stronger cultivation, though able to suppress their churning blood and qi, heard buzzing sounds in their ears.
Italian cannons—terrifying to this extent!
If Li Qingyang were to fire the cannon, it would definitely be more fitting, because though he wasn’t the Second Battalion Commander, he was the Wangu Sect’s second disciple!
The cannon’s echo reverberated between heaven and earth, not dissipating for a long time.
The affected martial cultivators of Northeast Lu Province all showed expressions of terror and shock.
In their field of vision.
Wisps of blue smoke rose from the long barrel extending from the siege-weapon-like device, and the ground was shaken into dense spider-web-like cracks.
Serving as the “Second Battalion Commander,” Xiao Zuiji had already covered his ears with both hands, yet his person was staggering in circles.
Clearly, being closest, he still couldn’t avoid being somewhat dazed by the shock.
Having reached peak Wuzong level with such a strong physique, how could he still not withstand the roaring sound produced by the field artillery?
Because when coming to the Extreme Cold Palace, the Sect Master had given him several crystal cores containing black spiritual energy.
Those were demonic crystal cores obtained from Demon Ridge Valley—not only of high quality but also carrying terrifying demonic power. Once gathered into cannonballs and fired by the modified field artillery, the power would be explosively unimaginable!
This was it.
After the bombardment, the Extreme Cold Palace area was permeated with a hair-raising sinister aura, easily making people mistakenly think some high-realm evil cultivator had performed a powerful evil technique!
However.
The sect protection grand formation existing at the Extreme Cold Palace, though showing a distorted state after withstanding the bombardment of the modified cannon plus demonic power, quickly recovered and wasn’t directly broken!
“Sect Master.”
The accompanying Zhen Dejun transmitted: “The Extreme Cold Palace’s sect protection formation has reached the Supreme-grade level.”
This level was very high, essentially comparable to the Wuhuang level in strength!
“Is that so?”
Jun Changxiao raised his hand.
“Click!”
Xiao Zuiji, gradually adapting, kicked open the cannonball loading port, retrieved two demonic crystal cores, and charged them at the fastest speed.
“…”
The corners of the Extreme Cold Palace upper echelon’s mouths twitched.
Those affected Northeast Lu Province martial cultivators, frightened, hurriedly retreated backward and instinctively covered their ears, sealing off their auditory perception!
“This young friend!”
The Extreme Cold Palace’s Palace Master hurriedly said: “Let’s talk this out properly…”
“Fire!”
Fire, fire, fire…
Jun Changxiao’s furious echo reverberated through the sky.
Bang—
The field artillery’s barrel immediately spewed fire. A black cannonball seemed to pierce through endless void, directly bombarding the Extreme Cold Palace’s mountain gate.
Boom!
The Supreme-grade level sect protection formation, withstanding a second powerful bombardment, instantly shattered into fragments!
The cannonball’s power wasn’t completely offset. The mountain gate established for several thousand years also turned to nothingness under the cannonball’s bombardment in an instant.
“Hiss!”
Martial cultivators in the extreme distance all sucked in cold breaths because more than half of the Extreme Cold Palace’s mountain gate area had been directly blown away!
My heavens!
This siege weapon is too terrifying!
Formation Master Zhen Dejun also watched with his eyes wide and mouth agape.
A Supreme-grade defensive formation, actually directly blasted to pieces after two bombardments—even if a Wuhuang-level expert came, they couldn’t possibly do this!
The field artillery purchased from the Shop, its power not to be underestimated.
Especially when bombarding fixed targets, with spirit cores as the driving force, the explosive power absolutely couldn’t be compared to the Wuhuang level.
If one cannon couldn’t solve it, then two cannons, three cannons… countless cannons!
Sect Master Jun had come this time carrying endless fury. The Extreme Cold Palace’s mountain gate must turn to ashes under the cannonballs!
Dragons have reverse scales—touch them and die!
Whether you’re a fourth-rate sect, whether you have influence in Northeast Lu Province.
Dare to touch my disciple, regardless of reason, regardless of right or wrong, this old man will definitely make you explode on the spot!
“Pfft!”
The Extreme Cold Palace’s Palace Master spewed out a mouthful of blood.
The sect protection formation had existed at the Extreme Cold Palace for a thousand years, built by countless predecessors who expended massive amounts of time and resources. Now that it was blasted apart, his heart was absolutely bleeding!
Especially since the mountain gate representing their dignity had also been blasted apart—even more unacceptable!
The Extreme Cold Palace’s upper echelon were all enraged to the extreme.
“Whoosh!”
The Demon Ridge Black Eagle flapped its wings and flew over, hovering above the training grounds.
Jun Changxiao, like a lofty king looking down upon all living beings, said: “Hand over this seat’s disciple, otherwise, the Extreme Cold Palace has no value in existing today.”
“This youngster is really arrogant!”
The experts hiding in the shadows responsible for secretly protecting him—from the Certification Hall and Heaven Oracle Academy—all had their mouths twitching.
Rushing here from ten thousand li away, first exterminating a seventh-rate sect, now blasting apart a fourth-rate sect’s mountain gate, and even declaring he’d exterminate them—this wasn’t just ordinary arrogance.
The Extreme Cold Palace’s Palace Master, eyes bloodshot, said: “Youngster, breaking my grand formation, blasting my mountain gate—today you’ll leave your life behind!”
Whoosh—
As he spoke, his fifth-rank Wuhuang cultivation fully opened, then he leaped up, vast spiritual energy erupting like mountains calling and seas roaring!
As a sect master, at this time, if he could still endure, that would be impossible!
Fight!
Must fight!
Boom!
The Extreme Cold Palace’s Palace Master struck a palm at the void. One could see spiritual energy gathering in the sky, instantly condensing into four palm prints that thunderously pressed down from different directions at the same speed.
“Four Spirits Absolute Palm!”
“This is the Extreme Cold Palace Master’s ultimate technique!”
Northeast Lu Province martial artists exclaimed endlessly, while also understanding that the Extreme Cold Palace Master, bringing out his trump card with his first move, was completely enraged!
Screech—
The Demon Ridge Black Eagle raised its head and cried long, its wings suddenly flapping. Space was immediately stirred, then one could see black feathers shooting out like sharp swords.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the sharp feather light contacted the four palm prints. The sky exploded continuously, dazzling brilliance flashing, stirring up violent winds that ruthlessly ravaged the earth, shocking many martial cultivators.
Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
Just then, Ye Xingchen strode forward, landing on the Extreme Cold Palace’s training grounds. The Cold Light Sword in his hand was already drawn, his gaze cold and grim: “A bunch of trash.”
“Whoosh—”
An Extreme Cold Palace elder flew over. Without a word, he condensed vast spiritual energy into both fists and fiercely struck out an explosive fist seal.
The corner of Ye Xingchen’s mouth curved with disdain. The Cold Light Sword in his hand sliced through the void, first breaking the opponent’s fist seal, then quickly closing in, the Swift character formula instantly unfolding.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Sword qi crisscrossed, like shadows and light.
“Stomp.”
Ye Xingchen stood still, the Cold Light Sword tilting down slightly, blood gathering at the sword tip.
Standing behind him, that Extreme Cold Palace elder’s head tilted, blood spraying from his chest, and his entire person thundered to the ground!
“Die!”
Swish! Swish!
Two Extreme Cold Palace elders charged from both sides, forming explosive energy that blasted over, but before they could attack, their expressions drastically changed, and they hurriedly condensed defensive qi walls before them.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bullets bombarded the barriers. Though unable to shake the two Wuwang-level cultivators, the impact force shook them flying outward.
Click!
At the blasted-open mountain gate ruins.
Xiao Zuiji fluidly pulled the bolt, raised the AWM sniper rifle, leaned against the eight-times scope, his voice cold and grim: “Everyone, don’t move rashly.”
The two Wuwang-level cultivators who were shaken flying had their blood and qi churning, their expressions extremely ugly.
What was that thing the guy was holding—why did it produce such strong power!
Swish! Swish!
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei, using Cloud-Treading Steps, flew over.
The two landed behind Ye Xingchen, shouting words that raised goosebumps: “Senior Sister, we’ve come. Whoever bullied you, your junior brothers absolutely won’t spare them!”
Yes.
The people of the Wangu Sect had come!
At this moment, anyone who bullied Lu Qianqian—never mind whether Jun Changxiao agreed, her junior brothers, her junior sisters, none of them would agree!
Even if.
They had to become enemies with the entire world!
The Xingyun Continent, peaceful for too long, needed such impulsive, hot-blooded forces to inject soul, to inject vitality!