Boom—!!!
Massive explosions rang out one after another.
Crouching Ox Ridge, which had remained fairly quiet for so long, seemed to have met its end today.
The entire mountain range rolled in layer upon layer, while grass, trees, and hard rocks were hurled heavily into the air by the surging earth waves.
At that very first instant,
several figures tacitly retreated to the front of the bluestone, each deploying their methods to shield the old man seated atop it from the terrifying aftershock.
Only He Bi looked deathly pale as he anxiously gazed ahead.
"Enough... enough... Don't fight here!"
Honestly, this was ridiculous...
The other senior brothers had all traveled the four seas. Other than coming for the Dao-listening gathering once every seven days, they were absent from the mountain the rest of the time. How could they know that their master's condition had been worsening by the day?
With such reckless devastation, Crouching Ox Ridge was about to be gone.
If this provoked their master and caused his illness to flare up... who could bear the consequences?!
In truth, he did not even need to remind them.
After merely one exchange of moves,
the burlap-clad man had already calmly withdrawn his stance, once more wrapping both arms around the longsword in his embrace.
Yet beneath that breezy, unruffled exterior,
the astonishment churning within his heart could not settle for a long while.
One had to know,
that although he had not used Myriad-Forms Heaven and Earth just now,
the crushing force of his Myriad-Forms Heaven Late Realm cultivation, coupled with an Earth-Grade Dao Armament and a Heavenly-Grade Immortal Art,
was not something a cultivator newly entered into Myriad-Forms Heaven could possibly withstand.
Not to mention,
the other party had likewise not used Myriad-Forms Heaven and Earth.
She had not