"Yes." His two lieutenants cupped their hands together and accepted the order.
Po Yuan shifted his stance and clawed at the ground with one palm. Earth condensed, and with a sweep through the air, a dragon of soil a thousand feet long tore free of the ground. Its thunderous emergence shook the onlookers, and howling gusts scoured every direction, blowing away countless stalks of heart-wrapping grass.
The earthen dragon crashed down in the distance, throwing up clouds of dust.
A deep pit appeared in the ground before Po Yuan.
At a gesture from him, his two lieutenants darted into the underground tunnel one after the other.
Soon, a rumbling like an earthquake came from within.
Po Yuan turned and pointed at a nearby patch of ground. The earth immediately churned aside to make way, and he darted in.
The underground disturbances gradually receded, leaving the Divine Mountain forces exchanging looks...
Things were indeed as Po Yuan had said. Without a high cultivation level, the Earth-Diving Technique could not move very quickly underground, especially with Wu Jinliang slightly injured.
When he had exchanged palm strikes with that Divine Mountain lackey earlier, he had lacked the explosive force-dispersing function of Shi Chun's Demon-Bathing Art, and he had no Treasure Garment over his palm to dissipate the force. Although the counterattacking power of the Demon-Undoing Hand had broken down and canceled out some of the attack, he had still borne a substantial portion of it.
After all, an entire realm separated their cultivation levels.
The moment he burrowed underground, his blood qi surged and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The arm he had used to meet that palm strike hurt badly, and he had suffered internal injuries as well.
After forcing himself onward underground for a while with the Earth-Diving Technique,