"Who?"
At the very mont Luo Chen appeared, the first to sense the anomaly was the Lingtian City Lord.
When the explosion bood and that figure suddenly appeared, he couldn’t help but focus his attention.
It wasn’t any Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator from the Eastern Wasteland he knew.
Just as he was about to ask True Master Shenhuo beside him, he noticed the other’s expression had dramatically changed, using his escape technique to transform into a gale wolf speeding towards the Battle Platform.
The Lingtian City Lord was taken aback, then his lips curved slightly.
"There’s going to be another good show!"
Under the gaze of the masses, soone forcibly intruded the isolation Array on the Battle Platform, so aside from the spectating Nascent Soul True Masters, most people didn’t react.
Only a man’s clear mocking laughter reached everyone’s ears.
"If you all lack martial ethics, don’t bla , Luo, for repaying you in kind!"
Everyone was puzzled by his words.
But the next mont, they saw that white-clothed Taoist, one hand seemingly supporting Mount Sky Cliff, while the other hand threw out a small mountain spinning into the air.
The small mountain grew with the wind, instantly transforming into a steep mountain.
On the mountain, there lay various broken blades, spears, swords, halberds, like defective products of various Magic Items.
But these weapons were not the key.
The key was that as soon as the mountain manifested, it pressed directly towards another man on the Battle Platform as Mount Sky Cliff had before.
Yin Sixiang only felt a fierce wind against his face, finding it hard to breathe, his Qi Power difficult to mobilize.
With great effort, he summoned his Natal Magic Item, the Four Spirits Flag, but it barely resisted for less than a breath before all four flags abruptly snapped.
"Friend, let’s talk this through!"
A shrill voice ca from outside the Battle Platform.
True Master Shenhuo, using Fire Escape like the wind, had not yet steadied himself before he released his Nascent Soul Domain in an attempt to halt that eerie mountain.
Not only that, but he also spat out a red beam from his mouth, trying to save his sect disciple.
Luo Chen’s eyes glead.
"We can talk! I’m always anable, let Yin Sixiang speak with himself!"
In those deep eyes, images of Mirror Flower, Water Moon seed to bloom suddenly.
True Master Shenhuo was taken aback.
In just a mont of distraction, the outco was already determined.
"Ah!"
Only hearing a scream, when he looked again, the spot where Yin Sixiang stood on the Battle Platform had no figure, only a mountain slowly shrinking.
And!
A pool of dark red liquid slowly seeping out.
Seeing this scene, True Master Shenhuo’s eyes filled with disbelief.
Yin Sixiang, their Five Elents Divine Sect’s strongest beneath the Nascent Soul True Masters, with the highest realm, was the most influential among both younger and middle generations.
In the future, he was to ascend to the Nascent Soul Stage, either becoming the Sect Master or an Elder.
And just died like this?
Originally, the sect didn’t agree to let Yin Sixiang fight, only wanting him to endure this phase and attempt a breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm.
He had insisted on having him step in.
Now Yin Sixiang was crushed like an ant by this unfamiliar Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator.
How could he explain this to the sect?
True Master Shenhuo’s lips trembled, fingers pointed shakily at Luo Chen, eyes filled with furious anger.
"You scoundrel, to bully the weak like this, where is your True Master’s dignity? Your..."
"Bully the weak? Hahaha!!!"
His words were interrupted by Luo Chen’s maniacal laughter.
Then they saw Luo Chen step on Wang Yuan’s shoulder, a Qi Power transford hand gripping tightly the frenziedly trembling Mount Sky Cliff, attempting to escape.
"I have never seen a Magic Item able to operate on its own after the wielder’s death."
"Have you?"
"Old Ghost Mo Tian, have you seen it!"
The final sentence struck like a bolt of lightning on the high building several hundred ters from the Battle Platform.
The watching cultivators all turned their gaze there.
On the building, an old cultivator with hair completely combed back was drenched in sweat, grimacing fiercely while performing a Dao Law thod.
Seeing this peculiar scene, combined with the words of the white-clothed cultivator on the Battle Platform, everyone finally understood the reason.
The true bully, the initial bully showing no True Master’s dignity, was Old Ghost Mo Tian!
Mount Sky Cliff was never Yin Sixiang’s Magic Item!
Not even during the fight was it Yin Sixiang controlling it!
Earlier, Wang Yuan wasn’t battling only Yin Sixiang, he was also withstanding the pressure of a Nascent Soul True Master wielding a Lifebound Magic Artifact!
For a mont, voices of astonishnt and contempt were directed at Old Ghost Mo Tian.
If eyes could kill, if doubts could pierce hearts, Old Ghost Mo Tian would already be riddled with wounds.
But the concerned person didn’t care about their opinions at all now.
Mobilizing all his Qi Power, he remotely controlled his Lifebound Magic Artifact, trying to forcefully retrieve it.
But for so reason, that towering cliff seed to be fixed by sothing.
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t retrieve even a fraction of it.
Old Ghost Mo Tian panicked.
"Friend, let’s talk this through!"
Once again with the ’let’s talk this through’?
Luo Chen smirked, this ti he did not waste words, instead, he opened his mouth and lightly exhaled.
Whoosh...
A wisp of fla, interchanging in colors between blue and white, floated out of his mouth.
As it reached mid-air, the fla’s color completely turned to a ghastly white.
The ghastly white fla spread along Luo Chen’s Qi Power transford hand to Mount Sky Cliff.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle...
Silently, under countless astonished gazes, the towering cliff turned into a pool of golden liquid.
"How could it be!" Lingtian City Lord’s eyes bulged out nearly.
"What kind of Strange Fire is this, lting gold and severing iron, refining it in an instant!" Fenghua Palace Master exclaid in shock.
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