บท 422: Bronze Mountain and River Diagram

Qin Huai struck a fiery path before him. He didn't halt, slicing off Yang Tianhan's arm and then dislocating his shoulder. 

Bang! 

A loud crash echoed as the severed arm disintegrated mid-air. 

Yang Tianhan gaped at the brilliant golden light, his heart sinking in disbelief. Despite his illusion realm suppressing all power except ancient scripture cultivation, how was Qin Huai able to do it...?

The golden flames persisted, creeping up from the severed limb. What was about to be Qin Huai's downfall swiftly turned the tide of the battle. Only the bronze pendant, radiating a green light, fell slowly. 

The world seemed on the brink of disintegration, with countless opportunists ready to strike. The next second, a wave of green light engulfed their vision. 

Bang! Bang! Bang! 

The Qingzhou geniuses disintegrated in a series of blasts. At the same time, the bronze pendant found itself in a pale hand.

Pa!