With a thunderous "Chulong!", it was as though a small earthquake had occurred, and the entire Sacred Mausoleum shook violently.
The hill-like mound first collapsed with a boom, then was viciously blasted upward by an even more powerful impact. The violent airflow created was further stirred by the unparalleled explosive force.
In an instant, fierce winds howled. Every tree within several dozen zhang was uprooted, while wood chips mixed with shattered branches and leaves shot wildly in all directions!
"Did it work!?"
"Even if it didn't, with such power, if the Black Wind Stronghold Master was at the very center of the blast, he should be seriously injured, right? Right?"
People from the major Ying Kingdom families positioned in the four directions watched in shock as an enormous mushroom cloud rose above the Sacred Mausoleum and blossomed. The terrifying force disrupted the clouds above, wreaking havoc and sweeping everything away. Vast, incomparably powerful energy waves turned into gusts that spread in every direction, whipping their hair violently backward and making the ground beneath their feet seem to tremble.
No one was willing to believe that anyone could survive at the very center of such an explosion, not even the Black Wind Stronghold Master, whose strength had already reached the True Return Realm.
After all, he was still human, not a solid block of steel.
Besides, even a solid block of steel placed at the center of such an explosion would surely be badly warped, twisted, and partly melted.
Yet aside from three people a hundred li away, no one could have imagined the horrifying scene that had occurred within the Sacred Mausoleum just one breath earlier.
One breath ago, at the moment dazzling light and destructive energy erupted from the Eight-headed Serpent's abdomen within the mausoleum, Jiang Dali let out