The self-detonation of eight thousand bee swords unleashed such tremendous explosive power that even Qin Fengming did not dare guess its extent.
If they had not been inside the Myriad Sword Pagoda, and if Luo Tai had not driven it away from the explosion's center at the very first moment, then even if they had been a hundred or two hundred zhang away, Qin Fengming and the others would have fled with all their might. Whether they could have escaped the blast radius safely was something none of them could have been certain of.
Even with Qin Fengming protected by the Blazing Hibernating Dragon Armor, he definitely would not have emerged unscathed if swept up in that terrifying explosive power of the talismanic patterns.
The center of the bee swords' self-detonation was only a hundred zhang from the tall stone platform. With such tremendous power sweeping over it at close range, everyone believed that the stone platform would surely have been blasted away by more than half.
When the explosive power dissipated and the five of them looked toward the distant stone platform, the sight before them was far beyond their expectations.
The tall stone platform still stood where it was. A huge gap had appeared in it, showing that the tremendous explosion had indeed damaged the platform.
However, this gap was merely a corner measuring thirty or forty zhang across. Compared with the tall platform, which was forty or fifty zhang high and covered an area of several hundred zhang, it could only be considered a superficial wound.
A layer of immense restriction energy that had yet to fully fade flickered brilliantly at the gap in the damaged stone platform, like bolts of lightning shooting and weaving through the air. One glance was enough to tell how formidable the