"Then let you not have so long!"
With that, Xing Ding and his clone simultaneously erupted, attacking the light screen of the Profound Yellow Tower from different directions.
"Boom, boom..."
Spiritual power rained down on the light screen like a torrential downpour.
Ripples appeared on its surface.
At the sa ti, Chen Xuan’s expression grew solemn, because as Xing Ding attacked, the rate at which his spiritual power was being consud was rapidly increasing.
But compared to him, Xing Ding was even more anxious at that mont.
Because... the skies had changed.
The Spirit Tribulation seed close to being triggered, and once it succeeded, everything would be over.
"Burn the vital blood!"
Xing Ding commanded his distant clone.
Without any hesitation, Xing Ding’s clone instantly ignited its vital blood, its aura skyrocketing, surpassing the fourth level of the Dao Realm and reaching the fifth level before stopping.
"Refining clones isn’t easy, why court death!"
"If I can’t kill Pang Sida, I’m dead anyway! What’s the difference!"
Xing Ding shouted fiercely, "Kill!"
"Boom, boom...."
The sound of explosions erupted from Prince Xuan’s Mansion, as Chen Xuan was under siege by nearly two fifth-level Dao Realm experts, causing his spiritual power to soar once again.
In just a mont, a tenth was consud.
"Damn it...!"
Chen Xuan cursed inwardly, thinking, they’re all freaking madn, this is downright suicidal.
Indeed, big families have so tricks up their sleeves here.
Then he glanced towards the main hall, "Hurry up, if I can’t hold on, you can’t bla !"
Chen Xuan murmured internally.
If he could help, he would definitely hold on till the last mont, but if he couldn’t, there was nothing he could do.
Half an hour later, Chen Xuan swallowed several pills.
His internal spiritual power began to rapidly recover.
If it weren’t for his extraordinary abilities, he would have been unable to sustain long ago.
But there was good news; another half hour at most was needed.
He looked up at the void, noticing the clouds began to roll, and the spiritual qi of Moran City gradually grew active.
This is a sign of the impending Spirit Tribulation.
"Damn it, once the Spirit Tribulation forms, I’ll make sure to finish you off!"
Chen Xuan glared coldly at Xing Ding, feeling utterly stifled inside.
A re fifth-level Dao Realm, he could pulverize it with one punch.
anwhile, Xing Ding was growing more anxious; even though his clone was burning vital blood, Chen Xuan was still holding on.
"He... definitely isn’t a typical fifth-level Dao Realm!"
Instantly, he recognized Chen Xuan’s power.
Additionally, Pang Sida’s aura grew stronger, and high above, the Spirit Tribulation was close to appearing.
In that case.....
"Boom!"
Without hesitation, Xing Ding burned the vital blood, causing his aura to skyrocket.
Instantly reaching the sixth level of the Dao Realm!
And it continued to rise!
But it stopped just before reaching the seventh level of the Dao Realm.
"What a close call!"
Chen Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief; had he ascended to the seventh level, he really couldn’t have held on.
Xing Ding panted slightly, his sudden rise in power leaving him sowhat out of control.
His spiritual power reached a fanatical extre.
He had to vent!
Instantly throwing a punch at the light screen!
"Creak...."
With his power surge, Xing Ding caused a crack to appear on the light screen with just one punch, and... it quickly spread.
"So strong!"
Chen Xuan’s expression grew stern, as his spiritual power surged into the Profound Yellow Tower like a tidal wave.
The Profound Yellow Tower imdiately radiated brilliant yellow light.
The crack on the light screen began to rapidly heal.
However.... the consumption of spiritual power...
"I can withstand at most ten punches!"
Chen Xuan looked towards Pang Sida, "I’ve done my best, whether you make it or not, is up to you! Brother Pang!"
He thought solemnly.
"Let’s see how many punches you can take!"
Xing Ding roared, having reached a point where he no longer had any scruples, having invested so much already.
Moreover, no matter what happened afterwards, he wouldn’t survive.
Thus, Pang Sida had to die!
Only then could his descendants receive the Pang Family’s biggest care, otherwise... if Pang Sida didn’t die, he’d lose both wealth and life.
"Boom!"
One punch!
A crack reappeared on the light screen!
Yet the Profound Yellow Tower burst forth with brilliant light again, and the crack vanished.
"Boom, boom, boom...."
Punch after punch!
Xing Ding spared nothing, putting all his might into each punch.
After nine punches, his aura was completely unstable, even beginning to show signs of decline.
As for Chen Xuan... his face didn’t look good either, turning slightly pale.
His spiritual power had nearly exhausted!
Imdiately swallowing an entire bottle of pills.
"Wheezing...."
Xing Ding panted heavily, and his clone’s vital blood had long since burned away, now his power had dropped to the first level of the Dao Realm and was still descending.
He was no longer a threat.
"Break it for !"
Xing Ding roared, veins bulging on his forehead, throwing a punch!
"Boom!"
"Crash.....!"
The light screen of the Profound Yellow Tower shattered at that mont, but... just then, a bolt of thunder descended from the sky.
"Damn, finally it’s done."
Chen Xuan cursed angrily, imdiately retracting the spiritual power connected to Pang Sida.
The Profound Yellow Tower returned to his hand simultaneously.
The Spirit Tribulation was already being nurtured, so he could no longer interfere, and Pang Sida had previously ntioned that once the Spirit Tribulation was triggered, he wouldn’t be affected by the lingering bloodline power.
"Damn it!"
Xing Ding watched this unfold, his face turning ashen.
He couldn’t accept this outco at all.
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