Thunder and fire blazed, and three lights crisscrossed-
The mountains seemed to have been cleaved through by a heavenly scythe, losing fully half their height.
The ground had sunk into a deep crater. Looking down into it from above sent dread through the mind and chills through the bones!
To settle the matter just now, Chen Heng had used fully ninety thunder marsh stones, detonating them all at once without warning.
As that tremendous power spread, not only Qiao Yan and his companions, but even the Lunar Wheel Mirror, a Dharma Artifact, had been caught unawares and suffered damage to its vitality, taking a grievous blow!
There were reasons he had achieved such a result today.
First, Chen Heng had the World-Escaping Shuttle in hand.
Unless he encountered a means of sealing heaven and earth, he could shift through the void at will, coming and going freely.
Thunder marsh stones were not sentient magical materials, nor could they be refined. They were stored in the Three-Legged Small Cauldron because, once exposed to the external air of the Present World for too long, they would become unstable inside and out, instantly erupting with boundless light and heat.
Though formidable, they made no distinction between friend and foe. With one lapse of caution, one might be blasted to ashes before defeating the enemy.
Thus, cultivators in this world invariably handled them with extreme care, wrapping them in True Qi before hurling them far away.
They feared killing themselves before they could injure the enemy.
But once the distance widened, not only would the thunder marsh stones' killing power diminish, the time involved also gave the enemy a few openings to dodge and escape.
A cultivator skilled in flight who encountered such an attack could, with sufficient vigilance, withdraw before the thunder marsh