The Qin family is indeed formidable.
One falls, and another rises.
This Zhang Sanbao is likely a backup.
After Jiao Yun's death, this was Plan B.
He activated his ring, and instantly, the energy of two powerful mustard seed spaces appeared around his body.
Zhang Sanbao suddenly felt the gourd in his hand no longer at peace, becoming restless again.
"My gourd!"
Just then, the gourd abruptly stopped spinning, and then, with a "whoosh," it shot through Zhang Sanbao's body like an arrow once more.
The powerful spatial energies, like magnets, strongly attracted each other. Zhang Sanbao tightly protected the gourd, forcing it to break through his body.
Qin Huaiyu almost cried out involuntarily.
Qin Chao and Qin Zhantian's expressions grew even more somber.
They had lost two great generals in succession.
Honestly, they were beginning to suspect this was Zhou Xuan's scheme.
Those people watched Zhang Sanbao die as if in a trance.
And the gourd fell from the sky.
"Not good!"
Seeing this, Zhou Xuan's heart leaped in alarm.
The energy was too immense; he hadn't considered the consequences. Now, with nowhere to vent, it would likely all surge into his own body.
But it was too late to retract his spatial power.
The moment the gourd touched the ground, it exploded violently, shattering into countless fragments that scattered everywhere.
This scene appeared as if seeing a ghost to Huang Youwei and the others.
"The gourd!"
"Heavens! This is one of the Four Great Artifacts!"
"Damn it, it's ruined like this? What are we even doing today?"
"Alas, there's still Qingluan."
"Now that we have Qingluan, but the gourd artifact is gone. Isn't that missing one out of three?"
"Quick, go!" Huang Youwei urged urgently.
"At a time like this, you're still thinking about artifacts. This energy is too great; people will die soon!"
Zhou Xuan looked at the gourd artifact with even more regret.
Was it really so difficult to gather the artifacts and command the world for revenge?
Elder Huang was in the Divine Roaming stage, and Qi Xuan were high-level cultivators. They still had a chance to escape, but many of the martial artists present were only at the Foundation Establishment and Spirit Condensation realms. They were killed by this energy wave in one encounter, leaving no hope for the rest.
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
Multiple sects and families began to fight amongst themselves.
No one knew who started it, but everyone assumed that with the gourd gone, Qingluan was the only known artifact left.
The Huang family members were subjected to the most attacks.
After all, it was Huang Youwei who brought people to help Zhou Xuan.
"Aaaah! You just wait!" The Huang family members roared in fury and fled into the distance.
The others followed suit, but how could they match the speed of those driven to desperation? Within minutes, they were being hunted down one by one.
"Brother Zhou, save me quickly!"
Just as Sun Zhibiao and his son were about to meet their doom, Zhou Xuan finally arrived.
He unleashed a palm strike, repelling everyone, and then Zhou Xuan, embracing Lu Linger, also fled into the distance.
He knew this was somewhat dangerous, but to protect those around him, he was willing to take the risk.
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"Brother Zhou, thank you this time!"
Sun Zhibiao, the little fatty, was surprisingly fast when running.
It was hard on Sun Tianyou.
Having to flee like this in middle age.
Even though his enemy was dead, he felt no joy.
After all, the true mastermind had yet to appear.
Fortunately, Lingyun Immortal Sect, Haohai Immortal Sect, and the two elders of Qi Xuan managed to control the situation.
Without them, today would have been a free-for-all.
Zhou Xuan was not without responsibility.
After the energy wave from the gourd dissipated, countless severely injured individuals lay on the ground.
Everyone took a moment to recover.
Zhou Xuan settled Ling'er and then led everyone to inspect today's "Qingluan."
He was only fortunate that he had made a replica.
Otherwise, if anyone had snatched the Qingluan, he would have coughed up blood in anger.
The crowd below looked at Qingluan with both excitement and fear.
After all, no one wanted an artifact that would behave like the gourd.
What was the use of something that could kill its own wielder?
"Elder Su, why did you let that brat go to see Qingluan?!" The disciples around Lingyun Immortal Sect were very confused.
"Qingluan is a Heaven-grade treasure, but what isn't ours cannot be claimed. However, taking a look is acceptable." Su Ming knew Zhou Xuan's relationship with Lingyun Immortal Sect.
He said calmly, "I want to see how capable this brat is, whether he can subdue it."
"Elder, he's still only a cultivator in the Transcendence stage. He doesn't seem as powerful as that Minshu. Can he control it?" the disciples asked in surprise.
Su Ming smiled meaningfully.
"Whether he can control it or not, we'll know by looking, won't we?"
Su Ming inwardly grumbled: This cursed fellow with exceptional talent and good luck not only took away one of our Lingyun Immortal Sect's most prized possessions, the Lingtian Battle Halberd.
Now he could even blow up the gourd; a mere Qingluan artifact would be nothing.
Especially not a Qingluan artifact untouched by the demonic arts' corrupted aura?
"Elder, can this Qingluan sword also explode? If it explodes, that won't do. The Qingluan Sword is an artifact from ancient times, and our Lingyun Immortal Sect only obtained one a few hundred years ago."
"Yes, yes, that Minshu is a monster."
"Zhou Xuan already has the Lingtian Battle Halberd. It wouldn't be wrong for Qingluan to be given to us, would it?"
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"Silence!"
Su Ming roared.
"Hmph! You all talk as if it's easy. Why weren't you chosen for the Lingtian Battle Halberd? If you have the energy, focus on your cultivation."
Moreover, this Zhou Xuan was now a special disciple of Lingyun Immortal Sect.
In the future, they would be of one heart.
Su Ming thought to himself, a smile appearing on his face.
This smile quickly vanished.
Because under the horrified gaze of the disciples below, the Qingluan artifact erupted with a beam of light that shot straight up, enveloping Su Ming!
"Boom!"
The giant green sword exploded into countless fragments, scattering everywhere, and Su Ming's figure instantly vanished from his spot.
Seeing this, those below were greatly alarmed: "This... this..." Kuaishuge
The Qingluan artifact exploded?
Their elder was blown to ashes?
How was this possible?
Didn't they know their elder's cultivation level?
He was a being beyond the Divine Roaming stage!
Even among cultivators, he was considered one of the rare powerhouses. How could he be blown up by a mere artifact?
Could every artifact explode?
"Elder!" cried the disciples, their eyes filled with disbelief.
And Su Ming, at this moment, was already elsewhere.
He looked around, feeling bewildered and stunned, then a bitter smile appeared on his face.
What the hell was this?
He was clearly admiring the Qingluan artifact, only to be blown up like this. It was simply absurd.
Had he died?
Zhou Xuan suddenly appeared before him, pulling him out.
"Elder Su, it's best not to get too close, lest you be blown up again. I could save you the first time, but I'm not sure I can save you the second."
As Zhou Xuan finished speaking, Su Ming felt a flash before his eyes, and he was back at the venue.
However, it was in a different location.