The instant the island-protecting grand formation shattered, the backlash surged back like a raging tide.
The Wang Household cultivators overseeing the formation nodes bore the brunt of it. Their faces turned deathly pale, and blood sprayed from their mouths.
The spiritual energy surrounding the nearest few instantly dispersed. Their eyes dimmed, and they toppled backward, gravely wounded and unconscious.
Two elderly cultivators did not even manage a scream before their bodies rapidly shriveled, dying where they sat.
The entire Wang Household island immediately descended into chaos.
Cries of alarm, sobbing, and angry shouts mingled together.
Yet Qing Chen's eyes remained icy, without the slightest wavering. Rather than stop, he sent another Magic Formula into the enormous cannon covered in spiritual patterns before him.
The Spirit-Annihilating Cannon's pitch-black barrel trembled violently!
The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed madly toward it. An eerie, heart-stopping gleam lit up within its muzzle, then became a destructive pillar of light as thick as a bucket, tearing across the sky straight toward the Wang Household's stronghold-Huang'an City!
Boom!
The deafening roar seemed ready to tear people's eardrums apart.
The spiritual light struck the center of Huang'an City with precision, instantly swelling into an enormous sphere of destructive light.
Within a radius of thirty zhang, walls, towers, and pavilions disintegrated and collapsed like paper constructs wherever the terrifyingly powerful sphere touched them.
Towering flames followed, surging into the clouds amid billowing smoke.
The area covered by the cannon fire had become a purgatory.
The Wang Household cultivators with low cultivation were vaporized the instant the spiritual light exploded, leaving not even remains behind.
Even more mortals were hurled away by the shock wave or buried alive beneath collapsing buildings, as fragile as ants. Severed limbs lay everywhere, a shocking, harrowing sight.
Wails filled the