How was this possible!?
Sikong Deping drew in a sharp breath at the sight.
If he had faced the iron spears thrown by thirty-six Innate Martial Artists, there would have been no way to block them—only evade.
Even any cultivator in Azure Cloud Palace would likely have dared not meet such an edge head-on.
Yet Wang Chen had knocked down every iron spear with a palm strike from afar. Just how powerful was his cultivation?
Sikong Deping did not dare imagine it at all!
All he could do was immediately crush the talisman plaque in his hand and shout, "Retreat!"
In a flash of light, Sikong Deping vanished from where he stood.
Barely avoiding a bolt of lightning crashing down.
The talisman plaque in Sikong Deping's hand was a life-saving treasure bestowed by his father. At a critical moment, it could teleport him to a safe area.
Sikong Deping's reaction had been extremely swift.
But the other Azure Cloud Palace cultivators were not so fortunate.
When bolts of lightning descended from the sky, they were still seated in their Cloud Carriages, casting empowered spells upon the heavily armored cavalry. Never had they expected Wang Chen's counterattack to come so swiftly and savagely.
"Ah!"
One cultivator only had time to let out a scream before he was instantly struck into a charred corpse.
Some cultivators dodged the first Falling Thunder, only to fail to evade the second, following straight after in its wake.
In merely a few breaths, over half the cultivators were struck by lightning.
Their fates unknown!
At this moment, Azure Cloud Palace's side had already fallen into utter chaos.
Their originally coordinated and fierce assault had been shattered. Everyone was too busy protecting themselves; shouts, screams, shrill cries, and thunder tangled together, audible even ten li away.
Cultivators