Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under the First Legion commander's direction, over a thousand Dao Seal Cultivators cast spells to attack.
All sorts of spells exploded from every side, at designated positions and angles.
Some cultivators cast the Nightmare-Subduing Technique, locking on and laying curses.
Some transformed the sun, moon, and stars in their eyes into a vast net to envelop that Vertical Eye.
Another cultivator's belly rumbled like a toad's, and he leaped into the air. "Someone help me!"
A burly Great Sun Way cultivator grabbed him in an embrace. "I'll help you."
The Great Sun Way cultivator held the toad-shaped cultivator like an enormous gun.
The cultivator opened his mouth:
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Bolts of thunderfire poured from his mouth like a waterfall.
Wang Quan looked at him, then at his own thunderfire box, and immediately lost all interest. "The gap between people is just too vast!"
His thunderfire box was nothing next to this toadlike cultivator.
He casually tipped the thunderfire box over. Thousands of thunderfire bolts tumbled out, passing through the spatial spells other cultivators had created to strike Vertical Eye.
Then he stepped over to the toad cultivator. "Brother, I'll amplify your spell's power!"
As he spoke, he dripped a drop of drowning water into the cultivator's mouth.
The next instant, the power of the thunderfire the cultivator spewed more than doubled.
Pleased by what he saw, Wang Quan picked up the burly cultivator and set him on the Five-Colored Altar, amplifying the thunderfire's power again.
Whoosh! Boom! Whoosh! Boom!
One cultivator held another, spewing vast quantities of thunderfire like a burly man holding a blue-flashing Gatling in Wang Quan's previous life.
The thunderfire poured down, crossing space to slam into Vertical Eye, making him ripple with every blow.
By then, the other cultivators had finished preparing