As everyone saw Ning Cheng brandish his long spear, a countless number of talismans were blasted out. Amid the dense sounds of low-level talisman explosions, the sound of the True Yuan from the clashing magical artifacts became almost negligible.
Just after the explosions of the talismans had passed, Ning Cheng took out another handful of talismans and threw them out. The observing cultivators were rendered speechless; just how many low-level talismans did Ning Cheng have?
Soon after, everyone saw Ning Cheng slip behind Xi Yong amidst the countless exploding talismans, and sweep out with his spear. It was a simple process, yet Xi Yong had failed to notice it.
