Chapter 880: Annihilation
The Kongsijiang Demon Bowl in the sky faded, and the eye-like colors at the horizon disappeared with it. The radiant lights across the heavens dimmed, gradually returning to the normal sky.
All the cultivators simultaneously looked up, pupils dilating as they collectively froze. The purple-black hue and colored lights brought by the Kongsijiang Demon Bowl had yet to completely fade. The entire sky bore a light violet tint, with flowing lights that exuded an entrancing, soul-stirring aura.
But glass-like fragments of bodies, both big and small, were scattered across this violet sky. These Master Monks' dharma bodies were immense to begin with, and now they littered the air like countless fallen statues.
All eyes traced the trail of broken corpses upward until they landed on a mountain of golden remains formed from dharma bodies. A white-armored man sat quietly cross-legged at the peak, with a white bow planted beside him.
He slew the entire assembly of monks...
The scene lasted only a moment. Now that the suppression of the Kongsijiang Demon Bowl had vanished, the fragments of dharma bodies instantly vaporized into dazzling lights, and the floral rain in the sky intensified, accompanied by cascading shards of colored glass crashing down with clinks and chimes.
The crowd still craned their necks, stunned. Though it was but a fleeting moment, the sight was so terrifying it branded itself into the pupils of every cultivator present. Most hadn’t even moved to collect the falling glass, frozen in place.
Boom!
A muffled thunder rumbled. Li Qinghong rose first, transforming into a bolt of violet lightning. She pierced through the falling dewdrops and petal rain, searching for the white-armored Li Xuanfeng.
He had already descended on the wind. The gaping wounds across his body and the hollow insides beneath them had been concealed, and he was suited in his domineering white-gold armor once again. His white bow was held with casual ease in his hand.
Li Xuanfeng’s eyes, flickering with golden energy, now appeared faintly gray. He raised a hand to silence Li Qinghong’s words. She immediately swallowed her anxiousness, stood firm with her silver spear behind him, and the uncle and niece descended toward the southern bank amid the celestial phenomena.