Sequence Reversal Collapse

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However, what Zhu Yanfeng's stone armor and golden bell could stubbornly withstand was ultimately only the direct impact of the frontal torrent of corruption.

The berserk, turbid streams of corruption that had circled around from the left, right, and above carried endless dark, decaying will, and in an instant, they had already pounced toward the four places where Chen Zhang's clones stood.

"Qingping Secret Sword: Thorn Halo!"

The nearest clone forced up the last of his Soul Power and crossed his arms, attempting to activate a defensive Soul Bone Skill. A ring of Soul Power covered in sharp thorns abruptly lit up before him!

"Cloud-Water Secret Sword: Sword Wall Condensed Light!"

Another clone endured his injuries and drove the illusory longsword in his hand into the ground, drawing out the last of his Soul Power to condense what looked like a thick wall of light before him!

Unfortunately, they were only clones in the end, and they had long since been riddled with wounds. Not even a tenth of their Soul Power remained!

Szzzzzz—!

Hiss-rip!

The power of the Ninth Soul Skill, containing an Illusory Image Level corrosive intent, instantly battered the Thorn Halo until it twisted out of shape. Its thorn-blades withered and snapped, and the halo shattered.

That sword-wall of light lasted for less than half a breath as well before, under corrosion like boiling oil poured onto snow, it rapidly melted, collapsed, and fell apart.

"Ugh aaah—!!"

The four clones had no strength to resist this terrifying power at all. Under the scouring and erosion of the berserk Soul Power in the turbid streams of corruption, they were completely swallowed amid screams, turning into specks of shattered Soul Power light, annihilated within the muddy surge of