Boom!
The blockade lost, the fifth wave, three hundred and sixty-five missiles fell.
The Black Stone Sect's Formation Method collapsed in the flames and explosion, with countless spiritual lights and formation fragments scattering everywhere.
The dust cleared, revealing the scene inside the sect.
Contrary to what one might imagine, there were no cultivators fleeing in all directions, nor forming battle arrays to counterattack—it was eerily quiet, not a single silhouette in sight, nor any spirit beasts that could move.
The entire sect had become a realm of death.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Air-Space Warplanes flew in from the distance, numbering three hundred and sixty, circling around the Black Stone School Mountain Gate. Beams of communication crossed, and ten colossal auras of oppression spread out in all directions.
