"Manor Lord Hu, do you truly care nothing for the lives of these Lanli Sect disciples?" Fan Qingmu slapped his hand, and a staff-like magic artifact appeared in his grasp. He sneered. "Moreover, I have made it perfectly clear: without my incantation, no one can open this Qingwu. The Condensing Knowledge Treasure inside... you will never obtain it!"
Who would have thought that it would have been better if Fan Qingmu had said nothing? The instant his words fell, more than a dozen orange-red flashes burst from the restrictions around the hall where he stood. Each flash formed into a fire arrow, all shooting toward Fan Qingmu's entire body at once!
"Go!" A vicious gleam flashed through Fan Qingmu's eyes. He released his pressure, filling the entire hall, then swung his magic artifact. Several spinning rays of light flew from the staff, following different paths toward the Lingpei Mountain Villa disciples who had reached the entrance of the hall, noticed the danger, and drawn yellow talismans to defend themselves.
"Puff, puff, puff!" A string of dull impacts rang out. How could the various attacking yellow talismans unleashed by the Lingpei Mountain Villa disciples possibly stand against Fan Qingmu's magic artifact? They were easily shattered by the rays of light, which pierced through the talismans like sharp swords and continued onward without losing momentum, stabbing straight toward every disciple.
"Crack, crack, crack!" The moment the rays struck the disciples, light flickered wildly over their bodies, followed immediately by the sound of shattering light. The protective yellow talismans on them were utterly unable to withstand a single blow, all pierced through by the rays!
Without their protective yellow talismans, the disciples were like chicks awaiting slaughter beneath the pressure of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Their flesh was easily pierced by the rays