Back when Wang Chen was in the Yunyang Sect, he had been assigned to serve as a Protector Heavenly Master in the local regions and had dealings with the martial world of mortals.
Through this, he had gathered a great pile of martial arts manuals to study, using them to supplement his combat power.
Compared to immortal spells, mortal martial techniques were much easier to master. Wang Chen did not dare claim mastery over all eighteen kinds of weapons, but with the Hidden Dragon Staff in hand, he could still unleash a heaven-shattering, earth-destroying aura.
The staff technique Wang Chen employed was not some crude style of blindly smashing with brute force. He condensed powerful Mana into this high-grade spirit artifact, fully unleashing the Hidden Dragon Staff's might.
With one sweep of his staff, countless things crumbled. Every withered branch and vine lunging at Wang Chen was smashed to pieces.
The next moment, the long staff crashed heavily into the ground.
Bang!
The dull boom was like thunder. The earth trembled, and a trench three feet deep instantly appeared before Wang Chen.
It stretched more than a dozen zhang ahead of him!
The unstoppable force bored deep underground, crushing the black, giant-python-like tentacles beneath the rotting swamp into pulp.
Faint, shrill, miserable screeches rang out!
At that moment, Yin Sha energy swept in from all directions.
Wang Chen stood as immovable as a mountain, swinging the Hidden Dragon Staff in sweeping arcs to either side.
The high-grade spirit artifact blazed with golden light. An aura of utmost hardness and pure Yang erupted forth, and scorching flames howled through the air, tearing apart and destroying the nearly tangible Yin Sha energy.
"Thunder, come!"
The instant he shattered the baleful wind, Wang Chen abruptly drew back his staff and stood solemnly. Purple