Seeing this scene, Xu Ping's expression became extremely grave.
The power of this strike was beyond imagination, stronger than an ordinary Fake Pill cultivator by half a level.
He had already exhausted all his strength just resisting the prior attack, and faced with this fatal strike, relying merely on his own strength and cultivation, there was no way he could withstand it.
However, Xu Ping did not intend to continue relying on his own cultivation to endure.
His action this time was meant to test how his strength compared to Fake Pill cultivators.
Now that his goal was reached, he certainly would not engage in futile resistance.
Xu Ping swiftly formed seals with his hands as he chanted incessantly under his breath.
In an instant, a talisman exuding a chilling purple light flew out of his sleeve, slowly floating in mid-air.
"Go!"
Xu Ping forcefully swung his hand, and the Cyan Profound Divine Thunder Talisman instantly transformed into a massive thunder dragon.
