"You beast, you're asking for death!"
Liu Long's eyes bulged with rage. He was practically insane with fury. He had meant to use everyone's combined attack to send this brat straight to hell, where he would die beneath the lightning tribulation.
Who could have expected that not only would they fail to kill him, but the brat would use his divine ability to shift the stars and redirect their power to resist the tribulation?
It was an outright humiliation, a shameless display of contempt for him, Liu Long!
Liu Long was proud and arrogant by nature. How could he possibly endure such an insult?
"Die! Just die!"
Liu Long went berserk. Gripping the Dragon Scale Blade, he manipulated the Mountain and River Guiyuan Formation, gathering the magical power of dozens of Guiyuan Sect disciples into his blade. Its terrifying force pierced through the ancient skies and came crashing down on Xia Ping.
The strike instantly cleaved a ten-mile radius into a vacuum. Rings of solidified golden energy rippled through the air and swept outward.
The mountains couldn't withstand the force. One after another, they collapsed, breaking into countless boulders as mud and sand poured down. In the blink of an eye, every mountain within ten miles had been leveled.
"Get lost!"
Xia Ping didn't even look. He reached out and clenched his hand, drawing boundless lightning from the void into his palm. It crackled and flashed as he threw a punch.
Martial Dao Divine Ability: Lightning Fist!
What?!
The Guiyuan Sect disciples were horrified. The punch was simply too fast—like a bolt of lightning. Their divine senses could barely catch a glimpse of its winding trail.
The next second, Liu Long let out a piercing scream.
They stared in shock as his blade was instantly pulverized, reduced to specks of