Just as he said this, Shi Jianchen of Zhizhi Abbey spoke once again within the illusory image-
"Xu Taiping, if you have not delivered the Heavenly King's Skull and the Dragon-Trapping Tower by the time I count to three, this seat will immediately scatter this woman's soul and disperse her spirit."
As he spoke, Shi Jianchen tightened his grip further, followed by a series of cracking bones and Dongfang Yuejian's uncontrollable groans of pain.
Everyone could see the radiance of runes flare several times across Dongfang Yuejian's body, yet they did nothing to stop Shi Jianchen's hand.
The gulf between their cultivation levels was simply too vast.
So vast that even Dongfang Yuejian's fiercest resistance could not shake Shi Jianchen in the slightest.
Just as everyone reeled at Shi Jianchen's terrifying combat strength, Yue Chang Kong suddenly said with a smile:
"Let me count for you, Eldest Brother."
With that, Yue Chang Kong lowered his hands, drew a deep breath, then fixed his eyes on Xu Taiping and bellowed:
"One!"
Boom...!!!
The instant that "one" left Yue Chang Kong's mouth, the aura fluctuations erupting violently from his body swept in every direction like a hurricane suddenly bursting apart.
The sound waves spreading from his mouth were almost tangible, becoming fine golden ripples that shredded everything they encountered.
Standing before the two men, Xu Taiping forcibly withstood the sound waves with his Great Sage Realm physique, but his Dharma Robe was almost completely torn apart, and dozens of bloody cuts appeared across his body.
Inside the Spring Rain Pavilion, a fine sheen of cold sweat broke out involuntarily on the Old Martial God Zhu Huai's forehead as he murmured:
"Taiping has a Great Sage Realm physique, yet even he was injured by these Lion's Roar Sound Waves unleashed through pure qi