"Rumble..."
Hill after hill collapsed with a thunderous roar as the Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators unleashed their full strength.
The trees and undergrowth had been plowed through as well, leaving fewer than one in ten standing.
At the very center, where the two Nascent Soul combatants fought, a vast crater hundreds of meters across had appeared, as though a meteor had struck.
Above that crater, the Snow-Ice Cicada hung beneath the moonlight, half a wing torn away and blood pouring from his body.
Yet he was still fighting True Person Yuan Yong.
Then, at a certain moment, the Snow-Ice Cicada let out a long cry, and a nascent soul emerged from his body.
"Damn you, Li Chongpei! I want you dead!"
The Snow-Ice Cicada's nascent soul looked as though it had been carved from snow.
But the moment his words fell, raging transparent flames burst to life upon it.
Then terrifying fluctuations of spirit power radiated from the Snow-Ice Cicada's nascent soul.
"Burning your nascent soul?" True Person Yuan Yong's expression changed. "I'm not playing along with your madness, you insect."
Turning his hand over, he took out a small stone bottle and poured out a gleaming golden pill.
True Person Yuan Yong swallowed it, and powerful spirit power erupted from his body as well.
"That's an origin-tier treasure pill!" someone exclaimed.
"Master has even brought out his lifesaving pill!"
"Let's retreat farther! Don't get caught in the blast!"
Golden Core and Dao Foundation cultivators alike withdrew another dozen li or so, abandoning any thought of helping True Person Yuan Yong with a sneak attack.
At a time like this, a fire at the city gates would spell disaster for the fish in the moat.
A moment ago, they could still cause the Snow-Ice Cicada some trouble.
Now,