Chapter 80, the Condensing Essence Technique, has a problem!



BOOM—!!

A louder, more terrifying explosion!

Zhao Mang's body exploded under the gaze of countless horrified eyes!

Blood and flesh flew everywhere! Broken bones scattered in all directions! The violent and chaotic spiritual energy, mixed with the stench of blood and flesh, swept across most of the altar like a storm from hell!

"ah--!"

"My eyes!"

"Help!"

"He's suffered a qi deviation! It's a backlash from his cultivation technique! There's something wrong with the Condensing Yuan Technique!"

Screams, screams, terrified cries, and a disciple's earth-shattering words uttered in extreme fear instantly transformed the entire summit of Qingyun Peak into a bloody and terrifying battlefield!

The meticulously arranged altar was in complete disarray, the array patterns were corrupted and destroyed by blood, flesh and chaotic spiritual energy, the elders were all injured, and the sect leader was seriously injured and unconscious.

The disciples fled in terror, trampling each other; where was the solemnity of the Immortal Ceremony?!

Xuan Chengzi stood amidst the chaos, his Daoist robe splattered with bits of Zhao Mang's flesh and blood. His face was ashen, his eyes glazed over as he stared blankly at the hellish scene before him. His body trembled slightly, his Daoist heart experiencing an unprecedented and intense shock!

Zhao Mang… that disciple whom he had just regarded as the future hope of the sect, whose cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds… actually died in front of everyone in such a tragic and bizarre way… suffering a qi deviation, exploding from his body, and severely injuring the sect leader?!

"There's something wrong with the Condensing Essence Technique..." That terrified cry echoed in his ears like a curse.

Amidst the chaotic bloodshed, the small, lifeless "corpse" at the center of the altar lay quietly on the cold jade platform, seemingly forgotten by everyone.

Only the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, hidden by bloodstains and disheveled hair, held a frozen, cold curve.

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