The sudden turn of events happened in the blink of an eye.
Only when the blood mist from Lei Jiuzhou's explosion began to drift away did the thirty thousand Lightning Hall disciples react. The ferocious grins and arrogance on their faces instantly turned into boundless terror and confusion.
Their Hall Master, the invincible figure in their hearts, had actually been blown apart by a single punch?!
"Hall Master... is dead?!"
"Run! Run!"
No one knew who shouted first, but the tightly formed Myriad Thunder Immortal Execution Array instantly collapsed. The thirty thousand disciples scattered in panic like startled birds and beasts, crying out for their parents as they fled in every direction, all fighting spirit gone.
How could Fang Qing allow them to escape? He directly unleashed the Hand of the Upper Heavens and slaughtered every last one of them.
Fang Qing's merit points immediately began to surge wildly, increasing by tens of thousands in an instant!
He stood amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his expression as calm as ever, as though he had merely done something insignificant.
He looked into the distance. There, the aura in the deeper regions of the Battlefield of All Immortals grew increasingly desolate and dangerous.
"Clean up the battlefield and rest for a day."
Fang Qing gave the order. "Then it is time for us to advance toward the core region of the battlefield. Grand Capital Academy's main force should be there."
His tone was calm, yet it carried a chilling coldness.
Lei Jiuzhou's death was only the beginning. In this Battlefield of All Immortals, Grand Capital Academy was destined to pay a painful price for its arrogance and hostility.
They continued onward. Fang Qing led his elite forces away from that scorched plain soaked in blood and pressed deeper into