Bang!
A thunderous explosion rang out!
The teleportation array disk in Wen Shiqing's hand shattered under Demon General Yuling's punch!
Countless fragments scattered in every direction!
Pfft!
With the array disk destroyed, spiritual power backlash struck. Wen Shiqing's face instantly turned deathly pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood!
Yet just as Wen Shiqing swayed and vomited blood—
A figure even faster than Demon General Yuling appeared behind him in an instant!
It was Demon General Zhan Yu!
Without the slightest hesitation, a vicious glint flashed through his eyes as he drove a solid punch into Wen Shiqing's unguarded back!
"Old dog Wen, get down for This Seat—!"
Bang—!!!
A deafening roar erupted!
Wen Shiqing flew like a kite with its string cut, violently blasted away by that immense force!
His body crashed through building after building before embedding deeply in a field of broken walls and rubble. Dust and shattered stones soared into the sky, and it was impossible to tell whether he was alive or dead!
"Elder Wen—!!!"
Cheng Poyue and Xiao Zhantian's eyes nearly split open as they let out grief-stricken roars.
Demon General Yuling hovered in the air, looking at the cloud of dust in the distance with a curl at the corner of his lips as he stepped forward one pace at a time.
"Wen Shiqing, who gave you the doggish nerve to come here, make trouble, and save people? Hm? Did you really think This Seat and Zhan Yu were clay figures? You thought that with a teleportation array disk, you could play those petty tricks of yours beneath the eyes of a Creation Immortal?"
He gave a derisive laugh, demonic energy churning around him. "A piece of trash who cannot even touch the threshold of the Creation Immortal realm dares to