If it had known Xia Ping was such a monster, it wouldn't have taught this detestable human the Doom Crow Clan's secret art even if it were beaten to death. But now, it was too late to say anything.
The Doom Crow regretted it bitterly.
"I wonder how powerful it is?"
At that moment, Xia Ping willed it, and the fireball in his hand instantly shot out. It flew two or three kilometers before finally smashing into a small hill.
Boom!
His spiritual power trembled, detonating the fireball. An earth-shaking explosion erupted at once, blasting away half the hill and sending dozens of tons of dirt spraying through the air.
Flames even raged across the ground, turning the earth into magma with a sizzling hiss.
"Th-this!" The pupils of the Three-Eyed Giant and the other monsters contracted. They clearly understood the power of such a fireball—if it exploded, even with their powerful bodies, they would likely be blasted to the point where not even their bones remained.
"Not bad, not bad. This secret art is quite good. From now on, it'll be called Fireball Bomb."
Xia Ping's eyes lit up. He felt that this secret art could not only be planted inside living bodies, but also laid in all kinds of places, like landmines.
If he set a trap somewhere and created enough Fireball Bombs, then controlled them with his spiritual power, he could send his enemies straight to the afterlife in an instant.
Moreover, as his cultivation advanced, the power of the Fireball Bombs would become even more terrifying.
Whoosh!
Very quickly, Xia Ping fused Fireball Bombs one after another into the bodies of the Three-Eyed Giant, the Single-Horned Thunder Bull, the Black Water Explosive Bear, and Rabbit Linglong, effectively installing bombs that could be detonated at any time.