Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Chapter 850 850 456 Consecutive Self-Detonations_2

?Chapter 850: Chapter 456 Consecutive Self-Detonations_2 Chapter 850: Chapter 456 Consecutive Self-Detonations_2 In an instant, Duan Liangyu’s entire face turned ghostly pale, never expecting Xiang Changqing to be so crazed.

He only thought of escaping, and while retreating at full speed, he didn’t forget to launch several attacks, hoping to interrupt Xiang Changqing’s self-destructive behavior.

However, Xiang Changqing was decisive in his objectives, seemingly well-prepared for self-detonating his Golden Core.

And Duan Liangyu’s attacks now seemed to be too late.

Time slowly passed, and after a few breaths, a thunderous boom resonated.

As if at the center where Xiang Changqing stood, a massive mushroom cloud suddenly rose into the sky.

At the same time, a vast blaze enveloped a great expanse of sky, and a tremendous wave swept outwards, quickly spreading in all directions.

By now, Duan Liangyu and Lin Tianming had managed to create a considerable distance between them and the blast.

But, although they were fleeing rapidly, the wave’s speed was faster still.

Duan Liangyu bore the brunt of the shockwave, being swept up and flung away by the blast.

While still mid-air, Duan Liangyu spat out mouthfuls of blood, his qi-blood boiling tumultuously, almost shaking his internal organs loose.

And Lin Tianming, at this moment, also endured the impact of the shockwave; thankfully, he was farther from Xiang Changqing, and bolstered by his strong physique, though injured by the explosion’s force, he ultimately withstood the destructive blast.

As the sky gradually settled down, the figures of the two men became visible.

Looking over, Duan Liangyu staggered to his feet, his face already ashen, his breath extremely erratic.

At the same time, fresh blood continuously trickled from the corner of his mouth; his clothes were tattered, numerous wounds charred black, with threads of blood oozing out, he became a bloodied figure.

Not far from him, Lin Tianming steadied himself; aside from a pale face and a mouth flecked with blood, his qi had also diminished significantly.

Looking towards where Xiang Changqing had been, all that was left was a huge crater in the otherwise flat land.

At the bottom and around the edges of the crater, everything was scorched black, only the remnants of Xiang Changqing’s faint breath still lingered in the sky.

The two men then exchanged glances, each revealing a bitter smile of having survived a catastrophe.

It had to be said that Xiang Changqing’s self-detonated Golden Core was indeed terrifying.

Although both men were still alive, Duan Liangyu had been severely wounded, his strength not even reaching half of its peak.

Lin Tianming’s situation was much better; although also injured, at least his strength remained at seventy to eighty percent.

As for Xiang Changqing, he was already dead, and the Golden Sword Sect’s forces had lost two Golden Core Combat Strengths.

Considering the ongoing war that had been raging for years, this was their greatest loss so far, with two Golden Core Cultivators perishing, including a Medium Stage one.

Such a loss had been unforeseen by the Golden Sword Sect’s camp.

At this moment, at the highest battlefield in the sky, including other battle areas, everyone felt the huge fluctuation that had just occurred.

Zhao Hongsheng’s face was extremely grim, as he dealt with the relentless attack from Zhou Yunxiao.

Not far from them, Han Hu managed to repel Chen Jingtian and his companions with a single strike.

Taking advantage of this brief lull, he turned his gaze towards Duan Liangyu’s direction, his face brimming with rage.

Since the outbreak of the war with the three sects, this had been the greatest loss for the Golden Sword Sect, with two Golden Core Cultivators falling in just one day.

Including Xiang Changqing, a Medium Stage presence, and Yu Hongyan, in the Early Stage; both hailing from Golden Sword Sect.

Now, the Golden Sword Sect, having only a few Golden Core Cultivators in existence, had already lost nearly half its Golden Core Combat Strength in the conflict, without even obliterating Myriad Medicine Valley.

How could the Golden Sword Sect afford such continued losses?

Even if they ultimately destroyed Myriad Medicine Valley, could it make up for the losses incurred over these years?

In contrast, for the Blood Red Alliance, the loss of merely Jin Weihe, an Early Stage cultivator, barely made a dent in their strength.

But for the Golden Sword Sect with its limited resources, this was a loss they couldn’t sustain.

At this moment, even Han Hu began to question whether his decision to side with the Blood Red Alliance had been the right one.

Just as he became slightly distracted, Chen Jingtian’s longsword glinted, unleashing a powerful Sword Qi that shot towards him, descending in an instant above his head.

At the same time, Chen Maohua and Luo Anzhong did their utmost to coordinate with Chen Jingtian, unleashing a barrage of attacks from various angles at Han Hu.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

The sky resounded with the sounds of sword qi and flames roaring, as a barrage of attacks descended.

At this moment, Han Hu’s expression turned solemn, and amidst his haste, he erupted with several attacks for defense, and he also brought out his Defense Treasure, barricading himself behind a blue Jade Pendant.

A series of crackling noises spread out, as the multitude of attacks were dispersed.

However, the colossal Sword Qi unleashed by Chen Jingtian slammed into the Jade Pendant, the powerful shockwave pushing Han Hu dozens of feet back.

After regaining his stance slightly, Han Hu’s face paled, and his breath weakened significantly.

He had caught this strike, but he also sustained some injuries.

Had it not been for his Late Stage Golden Core strength, facing the closely coordinated attacks of the three, he truly might not have been an equal opponent.

While he had held some advantage earlier, after this blow, the situation seemed to have turned.

At this time, the Golden Core Cultivators of the Myriad Medicine Valley’s camp surged forward with imposing momentum, crazily launching counter-attacks, as if determined to settle the outcome once and for all.

At this very moment, having killed Xiang Changqing, Lin Tianming and Duan Liangyu also lent a hand.

Although Duan Liangyu was gravely injured, with less than half his strength remaining, his alliance with Myriad Medicine Valley’s Giant-Tooth Red Monkey, and Golden Sword Sect’s Dong Wenchang turned into a fierce battle.

Initially, the Giant-Tooth Red Monkey was at a great disadvantage, continuously oppressed by Dong Wenchang, and had already suffered serious injuries to last until now.

Now, with Duan Liangyu joining in, they finally turned the situation around, starting to gain some advantage.

And Lin Tianming also joined the battlefield against another Spirit Beast, allying with Myriad Medicine Valley’s Tianxing Jiao, as well as the Third Order Spirit Beasts Fire Phosphorus Tiger, to assault Golden Sword Sect’s He Liqiu.

He Liqiu had been at a disadvantage previously, almost being suppressed by the two Third Order Spiritual Beasts.

Now, with Lin Tianming joining in, it added insult to injury, and he began to completely fall apart.

After the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

Lin Tianming struck He Liqiu, causing him heavy injuries, and He Liqiu fell from the sky, crashing heavily on the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

He trembled as he rose, a pained expression flashing across his face.

By now, he had finally understood Lin Tianming’s strength.

It was incredibly formidable!

No wonder Yu Hongyan and Xiang Changqing, one after another, had died at his hands.

And this was still the result of Lin Tianming’s diminished strength; if he had been at his peak, even without the exhaustion of the two Third Order Spiritual Beasts beforehand and their subsequent cooperation, he could still have defeated him, or even killed him alone.

Now, he was in continuous retreat, his injuries becoming more severe, his strength greatly diminished.

Lin Tianming gained an absolute advantage, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

At this time, before He Liqiu could even take a breath, Lin Tianming’s Qinghong Sword came attacking again, erupting with Tiangang Ninth Sword, aiming straight for He Liqiu’s head.

Simultaneously, behind Lin Tianming, the Tianxing Jiao and Fire Phosphorus Tiger also opened their gaping maws, ready to swallow him whole.

As the Qinghong Sword drew closer, he was the first to feel a sharp stream of air, faintly hitting his body and bringing with it intense pain.

Already injured, his strength had decreased considerably.

Facing the frenzied attacks of Lin Tianming and the two Third Order Demon Beasts, without his companions’ help and left to face them alone, he was certainly in a situation with slim chances of survival.

He knew his predicament and that he was driven into a corner.

But right now, each of his comrades was busy dealing with their own opponents, with no one able to lend him a helping hand.

Even Zhao Hongsheng and Han Hu, currently under the assault of Zhou Yunxiao and Chen Jingtian’s trio, couldn’t gain much of an upper hand.

Even the mightiest Late Stage Golden Core Experts had no spare energy to tend to him; others, even if they could come, would likely not be able to reverse his passive situation.

In this desperate situation, knowing this, He Liqiu had no way out.

And it was at this moment that he had already made up his mind to self-detonate his Golden Core.

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