"Heh. I have to say, this anomaly was decisive enough to think of using the force of its self-destruction to create a chance to escape."
Su Qingxuan looked at the utter ruin below, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He spoke leisurely, with a note of regret:
"Unfortunately, this is Yu Long Sect, not a place where this anomaly can run amok. If it had used its secret arts to conceal itself to the utmost and lived like a rat, it might have managed to hide for a while.
"But now that it has been exposed, there is no way it can escape."
"Under the Violet Heaven Divine Thunder, all things are annihilated. No matter how great this anomaly's abilities are, its death is certain."
Su Qingxuan seemed entirely confident in that violent strike of thunder filling the sky. At that moment, he believed that under the bombardment of Violet Heaven Divine Thunder, Thousand Faces had truly returned to ruin, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
"Saint Son, I advise you not to celebrate too soon."
To his surprise, Jiang Yan slowly shook his head and said that Thousand Faces had not truly died. It was still alive.
As he spoke, Jiang Yan gently opened his left hand, enveloping the whole of Tai Xuan Peak.
The only pity was that he had not absorbed even the slightest bit of the anomaly's origin force. This was enough to convince him that Thousand Faces had not died, but had temporarily concealed itself using some sort of secret art.
Otherwise, given the domineering nature of the Cultivation Technique Modifier, he would naturally have been able to absorb the origin force of a dead anomaly.
"What? Daoist Jiang, that's impossible."
At those words, the smile on Su Qingxuan's face instantly