Bang!
Just as Leng Qingshuang was speaking with the Qinglan Sect elders,
a thunderous boom rang out. The enormous cauldron driven by Bei Ji Tianzun had finally reached its limit. The force rebounding from the great formation Ning Wangshu had set up sent it flying.
Bei Ji Tianzun's expression shifted, turning rather grim. He hadn't expected that he still wouldn't be able to do anything to the great formation below!
Not far away, the several Grand Elders of the Beiting Sword Sect exchanged uncertain looks. After hesitating, one of them stepped forward and began, "Ancestor..."
But before he could finish, Bei Ji Tianzun raised a hand to stop him and said coldly, "There's no need to say more. Since this turtle shell can't be broken, I'll simply sever the underground Spiritual Qi vein connected to the Qinglan Sect's mountain gate, cut off the Spiritual Qi from the Outside World, and seal the entire Qinglan Sect completely."
"They're hiding inside that turtle shell and refusing to come out to die, aren't they? Then we'll trap them inside until they die!"
Bei Ji Tianzun snorted coldly and swept a hand through the air.
Whoosh!
In an instant,
a Flying Sword, dazzling with light and radiating a biting chill, appeared before him.
The Beiting Sword Sect Grand Elder who had tried to speak nodded at this and said, "That certainly is a viable solution."
"Once the Spiritual Qi vein is severed and they lose the Spiritual Qi from the Outside World, they won't be able to keep cultivating. And with the seal personally placed by you, Ancestor, trying to get out would be a fool's dream."
"In the end, they'll slowly exhaust their lifespans and die trapped inside!"
Bei Ji Tianzun replied proudly, "Exactly! There are no more than a handful of people