Zhao Mang was standing at his own point, fully activating the Condensing Yuan Technique, greedily absorbing the pure spiritual energy that flowed from Jiang Chan, the "source," and which had been purified and transformed by the formation.
This spiritual energy was far greater and "purer" than what he usually extracted on his own. He felt his cultivation level increasing at an unprecedented rate. His dantian swelled, his whole body felt comfortable, and a smile of intoxication and greed even appeared on his face unconsciously.
He was completely unaware that a deadly undercurrent was silently flowing into his meridians along with that "pure" spiritual energy, corroding his foundation and lurking at the critical juncture of his cultivation technique, waiting only for a signal to detonate.
Just then!
The last glimmer of light in Jiang Chan's eyes went out completely.
She suddenly tilted her head back, letting out a dissonant, as if cut-off "ho" sound from her throat. Then her body went limp like a puppet with broken strings, crashing onto the cold jade platform!
Buzz—!
The blinding light on the altar suddenly dimmed, and the entire formation came to an instant!
The transmission of spiritual energy abruptly stopped!
"What's going on?!" Xuan Chengzi's expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply.
He and several elders simultaneously felt a strong backlash of spiritual energy rushing towards them, causing their chests to churn with blood and qi!
"The array's core! The spiritual energy in the array's core has been severed!" the senior disciple responsible for maintaining the array's operation exclaimed in shock.
All eyes instantly focused on the small, emaciated figure collapsed in the center of the altar.
Jiang Chan lay there quietly, motionless.
His face was ashen, like gold leaf, his chest remained flat, and not even the faintest breath could be felt.
Lifeline, completely extinguished!
"Dead?" Liu Mei exclaimed in shock, a look of astonishment on her face.
"Useless!" Xuan Chengzi was so angry that his face turned ashen and the veins on his forehead bulged.
The festival had barely begun when the core array was already destroyed!
This was not only a failure of the grand ceremony, but also a tremendous humiliation for the Qingyun Sect and for him, the sect leader! He took a step forward, about to inspect the formation, and at the same time sternly ordered, "Inspect the array's core! See if it can still function..."
However, he hadn't finished speaking!
A sudden change has occurred!
"Ugh—!!!"
A piercing, inhuman roar, filled with extreme pain, suddenly erupted from Zhao Mang's mouth! The sound was distorted and frenzied, instantly drowning out all the exclamations and discussions on the altar!
Zhao Mang, who was standing on the outer node, suddenly swelled up like a balloon! His eyes instantly turned blood red, his eyeballs bulged out, filled with madness and pain! The spiritual energy around him exploded like a ignited powder keg!
It wasn't the release of spiritual energy during a breakthrough, but a complete, violent, and out-of-control explosion!
"Pfft—!" What Zhao Mang spat out was not blood, but a large cloud of dark red blood mist mixed with fragments of internal organs!
His exposed skin, like parched earth, cracked inch by inch, spurting blood! A chaotic, violent, and highly corrosive surge of spiritual energy swept out from him like an out-of-control hurricane!
"ah!"
"not good!"
"Get out of the way!"
The core disciples closest to him were the first to be hit, violently thrown away by this chaotic force, screaming and coughing up blood as they collapsed to the ground.
The entire area around the altar instantly descended into chaos!
"Stop him! Stop him now!" Xuan Chengzi shouted.
The elders who were closest reacted the fastest, enduring their injuries and palpitations, and cast spells to bind the spiritual light.
But Zhao Mang was like a ferocious beast that had completely lost its mind. The violent and chaotic power in his body was surging everywhere. Every struggle brought up a cloud of blood mist and the muffled sound of bones breaking.
His bloodshot eyes stared intently at Xuan Chengzi, a strange, guttural sound emanating from his throat, filled with deep-seated resentment.
Several elders joined forces and finally used powerful binding spells to temporarily suppress the frantically struggling Zhao Mang, pinning him firmly to the ground.
But Zhao Mang's miserable state did not stop. The cracks on his skin were widening, and turbid black blood mixed with broken internal organs gushed from his mouth and nose. His hard-earned cultivation aura dissipated rapidly like a deflated balloon, and his realm continued to fall. He was about to become a complete cripple!
The inhuman screams of pain were like demonic sounds, tearing at the nerves of every disciple practicing the "Condensing Essence Technique" present.
Zhao Mang's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the person closest to him, who was also the highest-ranking person on the altar at this moment—the sect leader, who was standing near the main seat and was also somewhat stunned by this sudden situation!
"roar--!"
Zhao Mang let out a beast-like roar, his body covered in blood, and carrying a violent and out-of-control terrifying power that seemed capable of tearing everything apart. Like a human cannonball, he charged towards the sect leader without any regard for anything else!
Its speed and power were so great that even the air itself emitted a piercing shriek!
"Sect Leader, be careful!" an elder shouted in utter horror.
The sect leader reacted extremely quickly, hastily gathering spiritual power to create a thick cyan light shield in front of him.
Boom—!!!
A deafening roar, accompanied by blinding light and a violent shockwave, exploded violently in the center of the altar!
Zhao Mang's cracked body, like shattered porcelain, slammed hard into the light shield hastily set up by the sect leader!
Click!
Pfft!
The light shield lasted less than half a breath before shattering like fragile glass! The violent impact slammed into the sect leader!
The sect leader let out a muffled groan, his body feeling as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he was sent flying uncontrollably, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air!
As Zhao Mang shattered the light shield and sent the sect leader flying, his body, already corroded to its limit by the "poisonous honey," could no longer withstand the terrifying impact from both inside and outside, like a balloon stretched to its limit...
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