Master Wudao seed to be struck hard by a sudden thunder in a clear sky, his body trembled fiercely, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out uncontrollably like a fountain.
The crimson blood mist instantly spread in the air, with the air perated by a bloody scent.
His face turned as pale as paper, devoid of any color, resembling a zombie drained of all its essence blood, exuding a breath of deathly silence.
His figure was swaying, like a lone candle struggling valiantly in the fierce wind, ready to extinguish at any mont.
After all, the Star-breaking Sword had long been intimately connected to his soul, and now with the destruction of the Star-breaking Sword, his soul suffered a severe backlash.
Pain, like a surging tide, overwheld him in an instant.
Yet Xu Wendong, stood like an overwhelmingly towering, unshakeable War God.
Although the light of the protective True Qi around him had sowhat weakened compared to before, it still exuded a powerful aura that was terrifying.
He slightly raised his chin, his gaze as sharp and cold as an ice blade, slowly sweeping over Master Wudao.
The undisguised disdain in his eyes, like a tangible sharp knife, pierced accurately into the depths of Master Wudao’s heart, giving him an almost suffocating illusion.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
"How can you, a re Foundation Establishnt Stage ant, have the capability to destroy my Spirit Sword?"
Master Wudao widened his eyes in horror, suddenly becoming despondent, with his past high-spirited, arrogant deanor vanishing.
Xu Wendong chuckled lightly: "You know nothing about my strength!"
Feeling Xu Wendong’s contemptuous attitude, the anger within Master Wudao grew even fiercer. He gritted his teeth fiercely, veins bulging on his cheeks, like a trapped beast forced into a dead end in desperation.
Then, with his hands trembling, he reached into the storage bag, fumbled for a mont, and took out a Thunder Talisman emitting a flickering deep blue light.
As soon as the talisman appeared, it was as if the surrounding air was instantly ionized by a powerful current.
The runes on the Thunder Talisman seed like living creatures, leaping and flickering, as if hiding thunderous wrath capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, giving a suffocating illusion.
"Today, is your death day!" Master Wudao howled towards the sky like a frenzied, out-of-control Demon God, with a voice that seed capable of shattering the sky.
Imdiately, without any hesitation, he fiercely burned his own Soul Force, as though using his soul as the hottest fuel, crazily infusing it into the Thunder Talisman all at once.
In an instant, the Thunder Talisman appeared awakened like an ancient fierce beast, its light dazzling to the extre, like a blue blazing sun hanging high in the sky.
The dazzling strong light made it impossible to open one’s eyes, and its internal violent energy seed like a volcano about to erupt, as if it would blast the entire heaven and earth to pieces, shattering into countless fragnts.
Upon witnessing this scene.
The eyes of Master Wudao’s disciples were filled with sorrow and helplessness.
Though they knew Xu Wendong would inevitably die under the Thunder Talisman.
But...
The price was too tragic!
After all, their master’s soul was already severely injured, and now he was burning Soul Force to activate the Thunder Talisman.
Even if Xu Wendong was blasted into pieces by the Thunder Talisman, their master would also be dissipated!
"Go!"
With a roar from Master Wudao like thunderous wrath, the Thunder Talisman seed to receive a death command, instantly transforming into a sky-piercing blue lightning, charging toward Xu Wendong with unstoppable, overwhelming montum as fast as a flash.
Where it passed.
Space was torn apart as if fragile glass, ruthlessly shredded into countless tiny fragnts.
In the void, lightning and thunder clashed, as if the doomsday judgent had arrived.
The earth-shattering montum was enough to make any observer shudder with fear, as if plunged into an apocalyptic panic.
Xu Wendong slightly furrowed his brows, feeling the Thunder Talisman’s formidable power, surprisingly giving him a foreboding sense of unfortune.
With no ti to think further, he once again activated the True Qi within his body, causing the originally dim golden whirlpool to accelerate abruptly as if gaining reinforcent and new strength.
The light also beca increasingly radiant and dazzling, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, blooming in brilliant light.
Yet, the reality was cruel beyond asure; the Thunder Talisman’s power was overwhelmingly domineering, like an unstoppable steel torrent crushing all in its path.
With only a "crack", a huge crash echoed.
As if the sky collapsed with a bang, Xu Wendong’s painstakingly defended protective True Qi was torn apart like a fragile, brittle eggshell by the brute force of the Thunder Talisman, creating a shocking gash.
The golden light shattered instantly, like a dream bubble, disintegrating into twinkling starlight, dissipating into the vast air as if it never existed.
"Die!" Master Wudao started laughing maniacally.
His disciples also showed expectant light in their eyes, looking forward to Xu Wendong being blasted into pieces.
Zhang Nian’s pretty face turned pale, her heart full of worry and tension.
The next mont.
A jaw-dropping scene unfolded.
The world-destroying Sky Thunder descended upon Xu Wendong, yet he not only wasn’t blasted into pieces but stood there unhard.
At the sa ti.
The terrifying Sky Thunder bizarrely imrsed into his body, as if it had never appeared.
If that was all, it wouldn’t be much.
What was more unacceptable was, Xu Wendong even burped, satisfied: "Not bad taste, but not powerful enough, not enjoyable enough!"
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Master Wudao looked as if turned to a wooden or clay figure, gazing wide-eyed as if witnessing the most absurd, incredible event in the world, with shock and despair in his eyes.
A strong sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.
He couldn’t comprehend why his ultimate kill move, fueled by burning his soul, disappeared like mud into the sea, not harming Xu Wendong at all, but even being absorbed by him!
This gave him a feeling like throwing a full-force punch only to hit a bundle of cotton, soft and without a point of force.
His disciples trembled with fear even more.
In their eyes, Xu Wendong was no longer human, but a presence akin to a god.
Otherwise, he couldn’t possibly possess such powerful combat strength.
"Who exactly is this guy? His strength is terrifyingly strong!" Zhang Nian stared at Xu Wendong with wide eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised shock.
But more of it was admiration!
After all, the Cultivation World is fundantally a world where the strong prey on the weak.
Only the strong can earn respect!
Xu Wendong coldly stared at Master Wudao, as if scrutinizing a negligible, utterly defeated subordinate: "I told you to behave yourself, but why didn’t you listen?"
"With your paltry ans, you dare attempt to take my life?"
"Simply overestimating yourself!"
Master Wudao ca back to his senses from the shock, looking feebly at Xu Wendong: "You... what kind of person are you? Why is your strength so formidable?"
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