Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Snow Seeds hidden within the bodies of more than a dozen outstanding prodigies suddenly exploded. Each Snow Seed had been deeply concealed in their hearts and Dantians, invisible and traceless, yet all were under Chen Fan's control through the Snow Studio Sword Art.
Pfft!
In an instant, more than a dozen prodigies spat blood at once and plummeted from midair. Their hearts and Dantians had suffered grievous wounds simultaneously; even Spirit Treasure armor could offer no protection.
Bzzzz!
Chen Fan charged in with his sword, plunging into the midst of the dozen-plus prodigies. The White Bone Sword released a piercing cry. His figure blurred, as though he had become the Grim Reaper himself. Wherever the sword's edge passed, blood sprayed, and one prodigy after another met the absolute end of their lives at his hands.
"No!" The two prodigies from earlier were among them. Only now did they understand why Chen Fan had chosen to unleash Sword Qi with no apparent killing power. Everything had been silently laid within their Dantians and hearts, planting the seeds of disaster before detonating at last and leaving them utterly unable to fight back!
Whoosh!
Chen Fan's sword swept forth, its radiance as dazzling as a meteor. A flash streaked past, and the two were beheaded, their corpses falling away.
More than a dozen prodigies were wiped out in the blink of an eye, tumbling onto the ground before being swallowed by the sand and soil of the battlefield. They transformed into streams of pure true essence that poured into Chen Fan's body, not only replenishing the true essence he had expended earlier, but also causing a faint stir in his late Golden Core cultivation, as though he had vaguely broken through a sliver of a bottleneck.
At the same