Yet Meng Zhao burst into laughter, looking rather pleased with himself. He turned to glance at Xiang Qing and said meaningfully,
"I was able to break the Thunderbolt Children you laid down because of two abilities.
And among all under heaven, those who possess these two abilities are as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns—few and far between. Even Commander Bai might not be capable of them.
First, the Profound Creation Technique—a secret martial art that allows one to peer into the workings and transformations of the qi of the Heaven Earth Man Trinity. This art was not passed down by any predecessor, but created through a sudden enlightenment born of spiritual inspiration.
The mountain's contours, its water veins, clouds, rosy mists, and every hidden mystery here all flowed into my eyes.
How much destructive force could Thunderbolt Children possess on their own? Did they not rely on small strength to pry open great power, using subtle force to stir the might of heaven and earth?
I knew every detail of this mountain range's earth qi, water veins, and vapor. With a few small measures, I removed the lifeline of your chained Thunderbolt Child array.
Do not be fooled by the Thunderbolt Children's power to topple mountains and overturn seas. In the end, they merely relied on external forces.
Once their inner channels and key lines are seen through, they become nothing more than a petty trick unworthy of a laugh.
Not just me—even an ordinary person, given enough time, could dissolve all your painstaking efforts."
It was like a bomb disposal expert: once he knew the principles involved, dismantling it became easy.
Though Meng Zhao spoke with apparent pride, everyone present still felt their hearts sway. They realized that this Lord of the Northern Meng Dragon King was