After all, twenty Divine Realm cultivators can't be killed in just a few breaths of time; some will still manage to escape.
"Be careful, he's holding a top-level Divine Soldier!"
Fang Weimin shouted, his eyes red with envy, because even he didn't have a top-level Divine Soldier. Only the Sect Leader Qi Zhicun of the Divine Sword Sect had a top-level Divine Soldier as a weapon.
The Profound Yellow Tripod emanated a terrifying aura, emitting waves that seemed to be able to crush the heavens and the earth.
The Great Tripod hadn't even swept over yet, and the three closest Late Divine Realm cultivators to Wei Fan exploded with a puff, turning into ashes and vanishing.
The waves spread like a tide across the sky, leaving nothing behind in their wake.
Two of them were still holding Divine Soldiers, but even the Divine Soldiers shattered along with them in the terrifying waves.
Long Jianying gasped: "What an invincible weapon!"
