Back then, Lu Yuanzhen, that Yang Spirit Sword Cultivator, and Tang Changsheng had worked together to destroy a Seven-Ring Wizard Tower.
For all the talk of Seven-Ring Wizards approaching the level of True Immortals, they were probably only close to the weakest among them.
Faced now with two True Immortals and five Yang Spirits, the tower had virtually no power to fight back.
They had not even needed to break into the Seven-Ring Wizard Tower and destroy it from within, as Lu Yuanzhen and the others had done before. They simply blasted it apart from outside.
"So the Immortal Sects really were just training their disciples earlier. Now they're getting serious! The gulf in strength between these two worlds is far too wide..."
Tang Changsheng sighed inwardly. If the Immortal Sects had invaded with their full strength instead of trying to train their disciples, the Wuman World would probably have had no power to resist at all.
As he thought this, Tang Changsheng hurried to tend to the wounded.
Under his command, three Yang Spirits had been ready to respond wherever needed. Many people had been injured, but not one had died.
That alone meant Tang Changsheng had passed with flying colors!
The Eastern Glory Immortal Sect's experts swept through their enemies like a gale through dead branches. In the end, only one Eight-Ring Wizard Tower remained, fleeing desperately behind its formidable defenses.
By then, however, nearly all the other Seven-Ring Wizard Towers had been blown apart.
Every True Immortal and Yang Spirit converged on it. The poor Eight-Ring Wizard Tower had arrived with such fearsome momentum, yet it failed to flee even a hundred li before it, too, was blasted apart.
Trailing black smoke, it sank into the Sea.
The thick fog dispersed, revealing a clear sky.
Immortal-Fate City