Chapter 666 - 616: Reunion at Shenxiao Mountain, Ten Years Later
Chapter 666: Chapter 616: Reunion at Shenxiao Mountain, Ten Years Later
It is known in the world that thunder method is the most forceful among all sorts of magical skills and divine abilities, nothing can resist it. Ordinary cultivators won’t be able to dodge it, even ordinary top-notch Divine weapon treasures can hardly withstand it.
At this moment, Pei Xuanjing has taken his shot, carrying the suppressive force of the strongest in the Nine Realms of Spirit, the Taixu Venerable, which he had just overcome. It was simply unstoppable. The mere might of it had completely overwhelmed the Master of Canglang Palace.
Even though the other party has been in control of Canglang Palace for over a thousand years and had already developed a strong confidence, when facing Pei Xuanjing at this moment, he still felt a deep sense of unease. He felt as if he was insignificant dust, while Pei Xuanjing seemed to be the god who commanded all the deities, standing atop the nine heavens, passing judgment on him.
With such a state of mind, given that Pei Xuanjing’s strength was originally much stronger than his, the Master of Canglang Palace had no chance of winning. After just a few rounds, he was struck by countless Nine Heavens Divine Thunders, his body was destroyed, his Primordial Spirit scattered, completely dissipated in the vast sky.
Seeing this, everyone who watched as the master of Canglang Palace, who was considered a dominant figure among the Spirit Realm Eightfold cultivators and a top strongman in Heaven and Earth, was effortlessly slain by Pei Xuanjing using Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, felt chills run down their spine.
One should know, among those present, many cultivators practiced the Incense God Path. However, this specific path was particularly restrained by the Thunder Method, and hence, when faced with Pei Xuanjing, they were innately restrained.
Pei Xuanjing looked at the silently stunned group of mighty figures, just sweeping over them with his indifferent eyes, without uttering a word, because they were not worth his words.
However, his scanning gaze eventually rested in one seemingly empty direction, toward which he warmly said, “In ten years, I will host a banquet on Shenxiao Mountain in the Great Ming Divine Dynasty and invite you all to come. I hope you will not refuse.”
Many were puzzled. There was nothing in that empty space, so why would Pei Xuanjing make such a statement?