Si Chen used no fancy spells. He simply raised the Thunderbolt Spear in his hand and strode forward on lightning to meet them.
Boom!!!
The Thunder Spear collided with the chains.
The deafening crash shook the heavens. Those eerie black chains shattered section by section, turning into black smoke.
The Thunder Spear pressed on, meeting the crimson sea of blades.
Clang, clang, clang, clang-!
The blade shadows crumbled on contact.
Si Chen turned his wrist, and the lightning blazed brighter, shredding every blade gleam filling the sky.
Scattered blade energy and lightning spilled outward. Even far below, the sea of clouds was blasted apart by the shock waves.
The instant the sea of blades was cleared, the dark-purple arrow that had long been gathering power pierced through space, heading straight for Si Chen's dantian!
Lightning flashed in Si Chen's left hand.
Hum.
He caught the arrow firmly. Its tail trembled violently, but it could not break free.
The cold, sinister power hidden inside it was also locked firmly in his palm, unable to escape in the slightest.
Si Chen lowered his eyes to examine that cold, sinister power on the arrow. It seemed capable of eroding the Divine Soul?
Then he closed his fingers.
Bang!
The arrow went out like a candle flame.
From the three men's attack to the breaking of their combined assault, it sounded complicated, but it had actually happened in a single instant.
The expressions on the three red-armored cultivators' faces froze, then turned to horror.
Their joint attack had actually been dispelled so easily?
"Not enough power."
Si Chen offered his assessment, pointing his Thunder Spear. "Your technique is too crude, too. Again."
The three exchanged glances, unleashed their Immortal Essence in full, and turned into three streaks of light as they lunged at him