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"He's not…?!"
Zhou Xuchuan's face twisted in shock. He tried to rush forward to stop the Blood Demon, but it was too late. The Blood Demon raised the Death Yin Staff to waist height and slammed it down with all his might.
Boom!
The staff struck the ground, sinking deep into the earth. The impact unleashed a blood-red shockwave that rippled outward—a shockwave of pure aura.
The ground buckled, rocks shattered into fragments, and a fierce windstorm tore through the area.
"Ugh!"
Zhou Xuchuan steadied himself, bracing against the shockwave with the Ten-Thousand Jin Sword. But the others weren't as fortunate—they were thrown back, unable to withstand the force.
Even the daggers embedded in the ground were either shattered or sucked into the cracks that split the earth. The shockwave traveled as far as ten zhang, leaving everything within that radius dented and crushed, as if a massive sphere had dropped around the Blood Demon.
"Ugh!"
"I-it hurts…"
"Aghhh!"
"Cough, cough!"
Dust filled the air, tickling Zhou Xuchuan's nose and stinging his throat. As the acrid cloud of dust cleared, injured martial artists and cultists began to emerge. They all groaned, as if they had been injured by the shockwave.
"..."
Zhuge Xiuluan furrowed her delicate eyebrows.
All a formation-breaking technique really required was a method to disrupt a formation. After all, natural formations could only be activated...
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