The three mountain and sea corpse puppets were instantly torn apart, but there was no gushing blood, only a stench and smoke spreading everywhere.
"careful!"
"These corpse puppets are highly poisonous!"
The people on the stone pillars quickly reminded them.
The surrounding martial artists' expressions changed drastically, and they quickly channeled their Yuan energy to resist. Those who were slow to react and were attacked by the poisonous mist instantly turned black and collapsed with painful screams.
The pervasive poisonous fog engulfed Shen Qian, who was closest to him, and also obscured everyone's vision. Then, four Mountain and Sea Corpse Puppets rushed into the poisonous fog one after another, heading straight for the figure that seemed to be troubled by the poisonous fog.
The terrifying power of Shen Qian's single strike that annihilated three mountain and sea realms also stunned Ning Zhaoyi for a moment. Then, her expression hardened, and she suddenly made a hand seal from a distance.
boom!
The rift valley shook violently in an instant, and the sound of an explosion emerging from the mist made everyone's eardrums feel like they were about to burst.
The powerful shockwave not only caused everyone on the jade platform to stagger, but also blew away many of the three-colored giants on all sides. Only a few people remained unaffected thanks to their strength.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Before everyone could even get their footing, three more earth-shattering explosions came from the mist.
The four orbs of light, like nuclear explosions, caused everyone to lose their sight temporarily.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, someone cried out in horror.
"Self-destruction! This is the self-destruction of the Mountain and Sea!"
Countless people were shocked.
Self-destruction is comparable to a martial artist's final and most tragic method.
But this rarely happens in reality.
Not to mention, this was a self-destruction by four martial artists from the Mountain and Sea Realm!
Perhaps only a creature like the Mountain and Sea Corpse Puppet, which lacks self-awareness and is unafraid of death, could so readily self-destruct.
When the intense light finally dissipated, everyone immediately looked towards the center of the arena.
Faced with the close-range self-destruction of four martial artists from the Mountain and Sea Realm, what happened to Shen Qian...?
However, when the smoke cleared, when the dust settled, and when they could clearly see the nearly unharmed figure standing in front of the Jiangzhong military personnel, blocking all the aftershocks, they were shocked.
Everyone was stunned again.
Even the nine people on the stone pillar found it somewhat incomprehensible at this point.
How could Shen Qian be so powerful?
Even the self-destruction of the four mountains and seas could not cause him any obvious injury.
The only change was that the sinking vessel moved back and forth by a few dozen meters.
The shockwave from the self-destruction of the mountain and sea temporarily halted the waves of the three-colored giants around them. In this eerily quiet atmosphere, Shen Qian dusted off the dust on his body and continued walking forward, dragging his long sword.
The final destination was Ning Zhaoyi, who had already cowered in a corner.
In her panic, Consort Ning threw out one rare treasure after another that no one had ever heard of or seen before, her hands flashing with light.
A protective array of lights appeared, erecting a barrier between Shen Qian and Ning Zhaoyi.
With a single, powerful strike, the barrier shattered.
Another phantom of a demonic beast emerged from Ning Zhaoyi's sleeve, roaring as it charged towards Chen Qian, its power overwhelming.
With a single, powerful strike, the illusory image vanished.
Consort Ning unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons, like countless pear blossoms in the sky.
Before sinking, he struck again, breaking through.
"Sink before me, how dare you!"
Ning Zhaoyi finally remembered something, and while screaming in terror, she reached for the bracelets on her waist, the bracelets that belonged to Ding Yi, Zhao Keyi and the others.
However, before she could utter any more threats, Shen Qian's figure swayed slightly, as if in a hallucination, and the bracelet appeared in Shen Qian's hand.
Ning Zhaoyi screamed and reached for the bracelet on her wrist.
That was her last resort to escape.
"You've already wasted your only chance to use it."
This is the first time Shen Qian has spoken since he appeared.
Then, before sinking, his figure flickered again, and the bracelet on Ning Zhaoyi's wrist disappeared.
At this point, the two were less than ten meters apart.
"What...what are you going to do!"
Completely overwhelmed by the threat of death, Consort Ning finally broke down. Her body trembled violently as she screamed, her voice trembling with barely concealed ferocity, "Shen Qian, my father is the Duke of Tianning! If you dare to kill me, he will never let you get away with it!"
He paused slightly before sinking.
"Before you go, you really need to think carefully about the consequences. The Duke of Tianning is..."
Just then, a warning-like admonition came from the stone pillar.
In response to her, and to everyone else, was a sudden flash of cold light.
Consort Ning's body stiffened.
Pfft!
A moment later, with a sudden gushing of golden blood, a head with a face frozen in a mixture of resentment, regret, and terror shot into the sky.
"So what about the Duke of Tianning...?"
Shen Qian raised an eyebrow, looking at Wu Yi, who was trying to persuade him, as if he were questioning the world itself.
At this moment, an inexplicable force rose from the body in front of it, and along with it, a terrifying phantom appeared as if it were an illusion.
It vaguely resembled a "path," but no one could see its appearance clearly, nor could anyone describe its shape.
The only impression it left on those who captured that illusory shadow was that it was so lofty and so profound.
There are no forks in the road, and no end.
The entire hall fell silent.
Under that invisible awe, even the tricolor giants that had surged back into the valley froze in place.
winter!
The bloodied head fell to the ground, and countless people trembled at that moment.
The youngest daughter of a top-ranking nobleman died right under everyone's noses.
In the stillness, Shen Qian suddenly turned his head to look at the nine people on the stone pillar. His gaze seemed unfocused, yet it also seemed to sweep over every face.
"When I was down there, I received three names, but unfortunately, Ning Zhaoyi was only one of them."
Although Chen Qian spoke softly, his words were like a heavy drumbeat, making many people gasp for breath.
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