The bizarre red glow at the center of Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus suddenly erupted and shattered.
Bang!
The explosion of Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus was crisp and pleasant, like gold and jade striking together.
The revelers were all drawn by the sound and looked up.
The next moment, a golden-red tornado storm spread outward.
Bibi Dong's heart jolted. She reached out and grabbed at a golden tornado, and a sharp, grating collision rang out. Her fingers went slightly numb.
Then her pupils suddenly contracted.
In midair,
two flying-type Soul Sages were swept by the tornado storm. They floated silently in the air, utterly motionless, their pupils instantly losing all color. They died on the spot.
It had to be known that both Soul Sages had unleashed their Martial Soul Avatars, their strongest forms!
Puff!
No one knew which Soul Sage it came from first, but a red mist of blood burst from his body. Like a broken doll, his entire body had become riddled with holes, golden sunlight passing straight through him.
The corpses of the two Soul Sages crashed heavily to the ground.
Even Soul Sages had suffered like this. What about the low-level soul masters and ordinary people celebrating below?
Bibi Dong watched as the dense petals of Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus shot wildly in every direction like a piercing-type soul skill, meeting no resistance whatsoever. Row after row of people froze in expression before collapsing like torn sacks.
Blood flowed into a river of blood.
The bustling area around the square was instantly cleared over a hundred meters wide. Not a single person inside had survived.
Bibi Dong looked toward the other side, and it was even worse there.
For a time, wails, sobs, and cries echoed throughout Spirit City. People knelt on the ground, roaring in