Is Li Xingkong capable of moving the entire mountain? Of course not. It's not due to his personal strength; the main reason is that he can't lift it entirely. Even if Li Xingkong were strong enough, the material of the mountain itself would prevent him from doing so.
Therefore, to deal with this small mountain, we still need to rely on magic.
Since Li Xingkong established his Foundation Establishment, he has rarely gone all out. After all, there are few opponents on Earth Star who can challenge him. He also rarely practices spells during his cultivation. This time, he can use this small mountain to practice.
Although Li Xingkong had seen quite a few spells, and could even use most of the commonly used spells that Old Tang had taught him, the Li Xingkong he was most comfortable using was still his Shotgun Spell. After all, it was his first offensive spell, and the more time he used it, the more familiar he became with it.
Li Xingkong, and leisurely floated to the foot of the hill. His Magic Power condensed in his hand, making his entire hand look like a layer of jade, emitting a shimmering white light.
With a flick of his wrist, the yellow soil in his hand sprayed out like a fine rain, shooting towards the hill.
"Boom!"
A continuous roar echoed across the land, its sound carrying far and wide, with echoes reverberating in the distance.
Ma Buxiu was naturally watching Li Xingkong's every move closely, and he was very interested in this immortal who had suddenly appeared.
Although the government had recently announced some cultivation practices, and he had even obtained a set of techniques, he was completely baffled by things like meditation. After studying the techniques for a few days, he realized he wasn't cut out for it and put it out of his mind. He went back to the construction team and chatted with some colleagues, only to find that everyone was in the same boat—none of them had succeeded. After this comparison, no one brought it up again.
After all, what good would it do them to achieve mastery? He still held this view until he saw Li Xingkong with his own eyes.
But Li Xingkong's move has truly changed him a lot from the bottom of his heart. Putting everything else aside, he will go back and dig out his own cultivation technique to study it carefully again.
Li Xingkong's attack completely enveloped the hill in dust and smoke. Blown by the strong northwest wind, the dust and smoke mixed with the sand and dust, forming a new sandstorm that drifted into the distance.
As the smoke cleared, Li Xingkong saw the effect of his attack.
The once smooth hill now had dozens of large craters, each the length and width of a person and 4-5 meters deep. The effect of this attack was incredibly powerful; this casual strike was almost as effective as a cannon.
The debris from the explosion was scattered everywhere, as if someone had dropped several bombs on the hilltop.
The Shotgun Spell attack has indeed become stronger, but compared to the Sword Control Technique, the damage it causes is simply incomparable. It can only be said that, after all, the Shotgun Spell is a Qi Refining spell, and compared to Foundation Establishment Method, it is far inferior in terms of both power and effect.
"What a pity, it seems this Qi Refining Method is truly going to be phased out."
Li Xingkong sighed, then flicked his finger, and Swift Lightning hurtled towards the hill with a fierce attack.
Its inherent high speed, coupled with Li Xingkong Magic Power, resulted in a flash of white light, and the entire sword seemed to disappear directly into the mountainside. The smooth white surface vanished in a flash.
A few breaths later, a white light pierced through the back of the hill, and as the white light reappeared, the seemingly indestructible hill emitted a slight tremor.
Li Xingkong's sword light did not stop; it quickly turned back and weaved through the hills several more times.
The sword light flashed back and forth inside the small hill more than a dozen times before returning to Li Xingkong's side. As it returned Swift Lightning, the seemingly still small hill gradually began to emit a series of friction sounds, which grew louder and more frequent.
Ma Buxiu was far away and couldn't see clearly. He thought he saw the whole hill move slightly, but after rubbing his eyes, he quickly dismissed it as a hallucination.
When he looked up again, the hill moved even more noticeably. It looked like a cake that had been sliced open with a knife. As Li Xingkong and fanned the wind, the entire hill turned into neat, square pieces, like building blocks, and collapsed completely.
Li Xingkong's previous move was impressive, but the damage it caused was only so-so. Ma Buxiu had participated in many demolition projects, and although this level of explosion was shocking, it was not beyond his expectations.
But he had never seen a sword technique like this, where the entire mountain was sliced like a cake.
He rubbed his eyes several more times, still not believing it. The hill not far away was still collapsing, and the cut stones were still rolling everywhere. Ma Buxiu took off running towards the hill. He couldn't believe it. If he couldn't touch those stones, he would think he was drunk and had come to the construction site.
He wasn't the only one who felt this way; many construction vehicles had already stopped, and the workers on them felt the same way.
After all, the sound of the explosion was incredibly loud, drawing everyone's attention. Explosions are something every man enjoys watching; we've been setting off firecrackers since we were kids, all for that kind of noise.
Then they all witnessed the power of Li Xingkong and were somewhat taken aback.
The hill wasn't far from where they were meeting, but that was only from Li Xingkong's perspective; for ordinary people like them, it was still quite a distance.
"Looking at a mountain makes a horse run itself to death." After running several hundred meters, Ma Buxiu realized what was happening, turned back, got into his car, and drove towards the small hill.
Following Ma Buxiu's actions, many construction vehicle drivers got out of their vehicles and jumped onto the back of Ma Buxiu's truck, preparing to ride in the small car to investigate.
The car drove for 5-6 kilometers before finally reaching the "corpse" of the small hill. Ma Buxiu stopped the car, opened the door, and jumped out.
Beneath their feet lay the stone that had just been broken apart. This particular stone was about half a meter long and wide, and looked like a small cube. Apart from some bumps and knocks from rolling down, the surfaces that had been cut open by the sword light were as smooth as a mirror.
When you reach out and touch it, it's very smooth, and even a little hot. If you look closely, you'll see that the several cut surfaces of the stone have already been glazed with a layer as thick as a finger due to the sharp sword light and high pressure.
Ma Buxiu was sweating profusely. Luckily, they were far away. Driving here would be slow. If they had come any faster and he had reached out like this, he would have lost his hand.