Cheng Ying knew that even if he was killed, he could come back to life after some time.
So, after seeing Liu Wushuang and Guan Jie killed with ease, he chose to self-destruct.
A distance of a hundred zhang was not particularly close.
But this was the self-destruction of a ghost in the mid-stage Great Emperor Realm.
Anywhere within a hundred zhang was squarely in the heart of the blast!
A violent shock wave swept out.
It flooded every corner of heaven and earth.
The entire Xuanyuan Palace shook.
And the violent shaking did not stop!
Rivers ceased to flow, and countless fissures split the earth.
Massive boulders were reduced to powder!
Several mountains near the sect gates were flattened.
An enormous crater was blasted into the ground as well!
Dust and smoke filled the sky.
Even the void shattered.
It was a scene of the world's end.
After quite some time, the dust settled.
The hazy sky gradually cleared.
Protected by their formation, the disciples of Xuanyuan Palace had suffered little harm.
They hurriedly looked toward where the three monks of the Ten Thousand Buddha Order had been standing.
Peering closely, they saw all three standing unharmed in the same spot.
Golden light shimmered over their bodies.
Behind each stood the phantom of a Buddha, leaning down to shelter him in its arms.
Sanhai had not suffered a single scratch.
Even his aura remained perfectly steady.
A look of utter contempt spread across his face.
He scoffed at Cheng Ying's self-destruction!
As for the fat and thin monks, neither had even opened his eyes!
They were even calmer than Sanhai.
Even steadier than old hounds!
"Hahaha, how boring!
For trash like this, our senior brother, the Sect Master, sent all three of us!
He made us come all this