From Jin Yi making his move to killing that Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, it had taken no more than an instant.
Like lightning and flint.
The other cultivators around him had no time to react at all. The strongest among them had somehow fallen just like that, and horror spread across every face.
"Heh heh!"
A ferocious glint flashed through Jin Yi's eyes. He stuck out his tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, then bent at the waist, clenched his five fingers, and slammed a fist into the ground before him.
Boom!
With a tremendous crash, the vast island trembled. As his punch fell, a golden wave of light, visible to the naked eye, spread outward with him at its center.
A huge cloud of dust billowed up from where he stood. Wherever the light wave passed, everything within several li was completely flattened.
There was no need to mention the unfinished pavilions and towers; even a small mountain a hundred zhang tall was actually erased. As for the cultivators surrounding him, whether in the sky or on the ground, all were swallowed by the golden airwave and easily ground into powder.
"Stop!"
"Bold madman, how dare you..."
Furious voices reached their ears. At the same moment, from the other end of the island, several dozen streaks of light in every color rose into the air. A large group of cultivators came to meet him, led by three Lihe Realm cultivators, their faces filled with irrepressible rage.
"Madman, where did you come from? Why are you wantonly slaughtering the cultivators of our Li Family?" An old man in a black robe pointed and cursed. They had arrived only a few breaths too late, and hundreds of disciples had already been reduced to nothingness.
It had to be