As everyone knew, Jiang was exceedingly pure and spotless.
Turning the dead into his own puppets was simply far too evil a method. It absolutely could not be discovered by others.
And now that the prey had completed its transformation, he had no intention of continuing this little game of cat and mouse.
That being the case, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would have to suffer a little more.
At Jiang Li's thought, in the next instant, before the horrified, widened eyes of Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, the four Clear Sky Sect elders who had been refined into puppets—Tang Gong, Tang Kai, Tang Tian, and Tang Lie—charged at the two of them without hesitation.
Then, they detonated all the Soul Power within their bodies at once!
BOOM!!!
A blinding flash instantly robbed heaven and earth of all color!
"Fengzhi!"
Chen Xin's eyes nearly split apart. He pushed his Soul Power, having only just broken through to Rank 97, to its absolute limit, attempting to forcibly carve out a path of survival amid the destructive storm.
Yet before such a terrifying energy detonation, every struggle appeared futile and laughable.
Ning Fengzhi did not even have time to scream before the protective radiance of his prized Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was instantly vaporized.
In the eyes of this Upper Three Sects leader, who had schemed his entire life and always excelled at maneuvering among the major factions, there remained only endless regret and despair.
Immediately afterward, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's shattered body was completely swallowed by that overwhelming torrent of destruction as well.
The deafening roar made the ground within a hundred miles tremble violently.
A massive mushroom cloud mixed with bloody light and black mist soared into the air, shooting straight into the heavens.
The savage shockwave swept