Vishdair, having consud all the additional power, together with Lin Guang, who was fully wielding the Hand of Full Mastery, forcibly controlled this power that had reached the pinnacle of terror, and began to compress it further.
Mystical Technique: Saturated Revenge began to gather energy at an unimaginable speed.
At this mont, through the grand array, Lin Guang dispersed his Spiritual Power into the atmosphere, seemingly able to perceive everything happening within the city.
This was a mysterious experience.
A massive influx of information surged into Lin Guang’s mind in an instant.
He saw a mother soothing her baby in her arms.
He saw countless citizens, so devout, so anxious, looking toward the direction of the city wall, reciting words of prayer.
He saw cultivators outside the city continuing to battle the remaining Demon Race on the ground.
The boy and girl felt it.
At this mont, they were one with the city.
As if overwheld, the four tightly gripped hands of the pair caused the massive hand cannon, assembled from various components, to turn a dark red due to the massive energy forcibly compressed, and it started to quietly lt.
But it wasn’t collapsing; instead, it began to change with the energy infusion.
In an instant, the muzzle began to extend outward, the caliber increased, and the gun body elongated bit by bit, shrouded in a shadow like a heavy cannon, yet also like a deadly sniper rifle.
This shadow wasn’t solid, seemingly just an external manifestation of power. But even so, it was terrifying to the extre, causing even the Square Stele bearing this power to tremble slightly due to the imnse energy.
The two, struggling intensely, slowly raised their hands to aim the elongated muzzle at the Demon Race that resembled a small mountain, kiloters away.
At this mont, the battlefield of Being Mountain was also reaching its climax.
As if sensing soone locking onto it with Spiritual Power, a deep and fearso roar emanated from the body of the flesh mountain, and the surrounding Demon Race launched a desperate attack, trying to block the path opened by the cultivators with their lives.
A sinister-looking semi-human demon appeared before the cultivators, obstructing Lin Guang and Vishdair’s view.
It was tens of ters tall, the upper body resembling a humanoid, with dark green skin, exaggerated muscles, and the lower half resembling a scorpion, with hundreds of eyes and legs.
Upon appearing, it stirred the surrounding demonic qi, causing it to surge like boiling water.
This was the powerful Demon Race that broke the cultivators’ beheading plan two days ago, with strength absolutely above Tier Five!
Yet... facing it was still that dazzling iron-gray Escape Light.
It was its forr defeat.
Tie City Lord.
......
Accompanied by the collision of the iron-gray Escape Light and the demon, Tie City Lord imdiately fell at a disadvantage, being struck and sent flying.
His Divine Thought was impacted by evil energy, Mana almost in turmoil, Spirit Armor cracked, and his physical body was damaged.
Tie City Lord exerted all his might to stabilize his form and suddenly recalled certain mories from about a thousand years ago that he had almost forgotten.
It was the voice of his master.
"Tie Qinfeng, after entering my sect, what do you wish to do?"
"Master, is there a need to say? Of course, like you, to shed blood, protect the common people, and beco a famous hero!"
"It’s a great dream, but you know, protecting the common people doesn’t necessarily require shedding blood."
"Instead, being able to live a life of stable cultivation and protect a place, that would already be nice. It ans the place you protect won’t experience any disasters, the ordinary people can live a peaceful life."
"Isn’t that a form of happiness too?"
Tie Qinfeng seed to understand yet didn’t.
Later, he gathered superior Dao Foundation, ford a mid-tier Golden Core, had a turbulent journey, and fortunately succeeded in Nascent Soul Formation, becoming the City Lord of an important town under the sect’s rule, having a child in old age, and settling his life.
Nascent Soul was already strong, the backbone of the Human Race, although far from his dream, guarding his piece of land was enough.
Ordinary happiness gradually smoothed his edges, childhood dreams had dimd, and he didn’t think much more about it.
He was already satisfied.
Not needing to shed blood was of course the best, it ant smooth sailing, no one injured.
But...
The dream actually always existed.
He murmured, "Turns out I always rembered, Master."
"You must be battling in Central Province too."
"Then how could I lose face for you?"
Evil energy surged like tides, this otherworldly force seed superior to a Nascent Soul cultivator’s Mana, even though Tie City Lord gave all he had, he still couldn’t shake the terrifying demon before him.
"Is it still not enough? After two days, I can’t even take a single strike?"
A trace of reluctance flashed in Tie City Lord’s eyes, yet with a hint of relief.
He glanced at the red light over Beishan City and suddenly swallowed a Tier Five Elixir.
"Then let it burn!!"
Boom!
With frenzied Mana fluctuations, blood-red flas ignited on Tie City Lord’s body, his Life Force, and Nascent Soul, his foundation rapidly collapsing and disintegrating.
Before his eyes, the demonic energy, due to his enhanced and boiling power, could no longer invade him even slightly.
"Ah!!!"
With an enraged Will, Divine Thought waves spread outwards, Tie City Lord’s figure once again transford into an extrely dazzling teor.
But this ti, at the mont the two collided, the demon originally suppressing Tie City Lord was forcibly thrown away, even with its overwhelming size and power.
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