C800 That's It
C800 That's It
Realizing this, Rand opened his mouth, releasing a sound that had an unknown meaning.
Ah!
"Protect the general!" At this moment, an old cultivator leader shouted.
Numerous Spiritual Strength arrows pierced through the Sound Barrier s and shot towards Ye Kai at a terrifying speed. Just as Ye Kai was about to stop Rand's head, he could only turn around and dodge those tens of thousands of arrows.
It was unknown when a dozen or so cultivators had already appeared behind Rand, and were supporting him as they retreated, only stopping when they were a few thousand meters away from Ye Kai.
Following that, one cultivator after another slowly rose from the ground, arriving at the space between Ye Kai and the two of them. When there was no one on the ground, a total of three hundred thousand North City cultivators filled up the space between Ye Kai and the two.
"Ha, ha", the scene of Ye Kai chopping his arm off with his sword just now was constantly played back in Rand's mind. He held onto the place where his right hand was cut off, and panted heavily.
The Cultivator around his body began to release healing Spiritual Strength s that covered Rand's shoulders, healing the wound on his right shoulder.
Following the effects of the [Healing Spiritual Strength], the pain from his right arm gradually disappeared, but even so, that deep fear in Rand's heart could not be wiped away no matter what.
At the waist of the East City Mountain, all the sect masters watched as Ye Kai cut off Rand's right hand from its body which was protected by an attack and defense that was so dense that there were practically no gaps between them, and they were all rooted to the spot in shock, unable to utter a single word for a long while.
The three hundred thousand cultivators did the same, even though they had the advantage in numbers, they did not look at Ye Kai with a relaxed expression.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Half a minute.
After a full minute had passed, when the three hundred thousand cultivators faced Ye Kai, not a single one of them dared to make a sound!
After a dozen more seconds, a sheen of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, protected by countless of cultivators. Rand looked at the expressionless youth who was thousands of meters away from him, and slowly opened his mouth, spitting out a question that everyone wanted to know.
"Why are you still alive?"
Just now, after five to six minutes of continuous bombardment, something that could be compared to a nuclear bomb's explosion resounded continuously. Anyone could tell that Ye Kai, who was in the middle of the explosion, was definitely dead.
But now, that Dongsheng youth who should have been dead, didn't have the slightest bit of injury on his body!
What was going on?
Facing the terrified Rand, Ye Kai stretched out his left hand that was not holding a sword, gently patted the dust off his body, and said indifferently.
"A mere Heavenly Portal of Western God, don't be too arrogant. Just you two want to hurt my body?"
"Absolute advantage in numbers? Do you think that the ants that gathered together are not an ant? "
"What did you say?"
Hearing Ye Kai's extremely arrogant words, not only Rand, the Cultivator s were all stunned on the spot, not knowing how to react.
Only after a long while did Rand manage to react. Feeling the intense pain from Ye Kai's arm that was being cut off, he opened his mouth and spoke gloomily.
"Do you know that my three hundred thousand cultivators have accompanied me to countless wars in countless places? Let alone a small eastern city like yours, even with such a vast number of people, you have to be a little afraid!"
"You actually dare to call this a bunch of ants? Don't be too arrogant! "
"Let me show you to the extent of how terrifying the full power of three hundred thousand people can be!"
With that, the 300,000 cultivators in the sky all started to move.
With a wave of their right hands, a silver horsetail whisk flew out from the sleeves of their robes. They slowly held the horsetail whisk in their hands, and a pure gold Magic Formation with complicated runes carved on it slowly floated in front of them.
Looking at the Magic Formation, the Dilun Sect hiding at its waist, Yuan Tiancheng was stunned for a few seconds. Then, with a face full of shock, he opened his mouth and shouted.
"That's a North City Immortal Art! The Northern Divine Cannon! "
"Northern Divine Cannon?" Zhu Li, Zong Zhu, and Wan Qing subconsciously asked, while the other two sect masters also came forward with a puzzled look on their faces.
"Yes, that's a powerful immortal technique that has been circulating within the North City for thousands of years. It's a type of extremely destructive North City immortal technique!"
Yuan Tiancheng paused for a moment and licked the tip of his dry tongue before he continued.
"Legend has it that 500 years ago, a North City general brought along six thousand North City cultivators with him in an attempt to expand the borders, occupy the border between West City and the North City, and occupy the northwest border!"
"Six thousand North City cultivators used the North City Cannon at the same time, directly blowing up the northwest border into a wasteland. Until today, five hundred years later, the northwest border is still a wasteland with nothing!"
Hearing this, the other three sect masters were all dumbfounded.
Just six thousand cultivators had used Northern Divine Cannon s and turned the northwest border into a wasteland. Then what would happen if three hundred thousand North City cultivators took action at the same time?
Just by imagining that scene, the Sect Leaders could not help but gulp. Their bodies trembled and they began to tremble uncontrollably.
Without another word, the four of them turned their heads and looked at Ye Kai who was still standing in the air.
In front of him, in the hands of three hundred thousand cultivators, streams of golden energy slowly flew up from the Magic Formation they had pinched out and gathered in the clouds a few thousand meters above everyone's heads.
boom boom boom *
Amidst the deep sounds of Spiritual Strength converging, a gigantic Gun Barrel five hundred meters long and two hundred meters wide slowly revealed itself from within the clouds!
The descent of the Northern Divine Cannon!
The instant the Northern Divine Cannon appeared, the clouds between heaven and earth started to slowly move. In a circumference of a thousand kilometers, the sound of explosions continuously sounded.
"How is it?!" White-Clothed Sword Immortal! This is the full power of my North City army! "
Watching the golden Northern Divine Cannon taking shape, Rand shouted crazily.
"In front of the irresistible power of the Northern Divine Cannon, all living beings will turn into dust!"
"Originally, I wanted to leave it for the people inside the East District to use, but since you insist on becoming enemies with my Heavenly Portal of Western God, I'll let you experience it first!"
The moment Rand opened his mouth to speak, the already formed North City Cannon also started to react.
Streams of Spiritual Strength condensed and converged at the opening of the pipe. It was already past dusk and the night had arrived, but the energy gathered together was like a scorching sun that illuminated the entire night sky!
Looking at that scene, Yuan Tiancheng's face was covered in cold sweat. He shouted without caring about his image as Dilun Sect Master.
"Run, run!"
Even if he didn't say that, the other three sect masters had already gathered a stream of spiritual energy under their feet and flew in the opposite direction.
Ye Kai's expression did not change even when facing the destructive force that was enough to destroy the entire east city alone. He raised his head, looked at Rand who was surrounded by the Cultivator, and slowly spat out a word.
"Trash."
Hearing Ye Kai's words, two veins on Rand's forehead popped out, and his face flushed red.
"Then let me show you how terrifying that so-called trash is!"
"Release the Northern Divine Cannon!"
The energy at the mouth of the Gun Barrel pipe was gathered to its maximum. Accompanied by a loud explosion, a terrifying energy that was enough to flatten the entire east city gushed out from the Northern Divine Cannon's golden Gun Barrel!
Boom!
The sound resounded through the entire east city like a huge dragon. The sect masters who were flying in the air and fleeing in the distance suddenly felt the heat behind their backs rise up, and were sent flying thousands of meters away by the impact of the Northern Divine Cannon.
The people of East City only felt that their vision was completely covered by what looked like white lumps. They could clearly hear the loud bang coming from their ears, but they could not see anything clearly.
Everyone in the entire Heavenly Portal of Western God could see that in the sky above the eastern city, the golden radiance did not dissipate for a long time, as if a god had descended to the mortal world.
The sect master of the Great Snake Sect said in a daze as he watched the scene that could be said to be absolutely recorded in the history of the Heavenly Portal of Western God.
"In order to kill a practitioner of Mortal Realm, a Northern Divine Cannon had even activated that White-Clothed Sword Immortal. Is it actually this strong?"
Seeing the Northern Divine Cannon striking the ground where Ye Kai was standing, Rand finally recovered his arrogance and shouted.
"How is it?!" White-Clothed Sword Immortal! This is what you call trash! "
Anyone could see that the White-Clothed Sword Immortal's body would have evaporated, and his soul would have been destroyed.
But at this time, under the unparalleled attack from the Northern Divine Cannon, an ice-cold voice suddenly sounded out, entering Rand's ears.
"It's only so-so!"