"Die!"
At that very instant, taking advantage of the fact that Xia Ping had just crushed the five chief stewards and had yet to recover his magical power, exposing an opening, Xu Liangyin and another chief steward joined forces and charged in.
Xu Liangyin in particular wielded a golden great seal—the Desolate Mountain Seal—and smashed it down straight at Xia Ping's head.
This great seal was like a mountain weighing hundreds of millions of tons. A formation emerged and crushed downward, containing terrifying energy; once it struck, one would either die or be gravely wounded.
"Courting death!"
Xia Ping did not even look. He turned and kicked.
Boom!
The kick struck the golden great seal, and terrifying stellar power erupted. Like planets colliding, it produced a tremendous explosion. The air burst apart inch by inch, seemingly forming a vacuum.
"This is bad!"
Xu Liangyin's expression changed drastically. He could feel the horrifying force transmitted through Xia Ping's kick, carrying Spiral Force that instantly pierced through the formation's defenses as magical power seeped into his body.
The next moment, both his hands went numb at the tiger's mouths, his body shook violently, and he was sent flying backward. He could not help coughing up a mouthful of blood in midair, while even the Desolate Mountain Seal was kicked away.
With a boom, the formation on the Desolate Mountain Seal was immediately kicked into fragments and shattered in midair.
Xu Liangyin too was flung away, then scraped across the ground, sliding a full twenty li. Along the way, he smashed through who knew how many buildings, causing structure after structure to collapse.
"Run!"
The other chief steward was scared witless. He had thought he could seize an opportunity to kill Xia Ping, but he had never expected Xia Ping to kick Xu