Flames filled the sky.
The expressions on the faces of those below changed dramatically.
They had never imagined that Su Tong would be this powerful.
The joint efforts of two peak Spirit Void Realm experts.
Defeated in just one mystic art attack from Su Tong.
"I wonder how Shi Tianyi is doing!"
"I can't sense Shi Tianyi's aura!"
"Su Tong is too strong!"
"Crazy Sand Sect is probably done for!"
"It's not just Crazy Sand Sect, Yang E Sect probably won't make it through this either!"
Many people started discussing.
Su Tong's strength was clearly beyond everyone's expectations.
None of them had imagined he would be so formidable.
"Pass down the order, from now on no one is to provoke Su Tong. Fulfill any of his requests that do not violate rules!"
Said the man in the center of the five peak Spirit Void Realm experts from Qian Yuan Business Association.
"Mm!"
The man beside him nodded slightly in agreement.
This time, Su Tong let them understand what true terrifying strength was.
They had thought that with several peak Spirit Void Realm cultivators, they could resist someone at the Divine Soul Realm.
That was a huge mistake.
Not just them five peak Spirit Void Realm experts, even if there were five more.
They still definitely wouldn't be a match for Su Tong's attack just now.
"Shi Tianyi is gone!"
At this moment, a woman spoke up.
They could all feel Shi Tianyi's aura gradually weakening.
In other words, Shi Tianyi might be done for.
"I wonder how Cheng Shan is doing!"
Said another peak Spirit Void Realm expert.
"I saw him escape into the void just now, he probably survived."
Someone answered him.
"That's not necessarily true!"
Another person chimed in.
Not far away, Yi Hao and Ying Yueqing were also stunned for a moment.
"This Su Tong...so strong!"
It took Ying Yueqing a long time to slowly speak.
She naturally knew the strength of Shi Tianyi and Cheng Shan.
But she had never expected that even with such strength, they would end up in such sorry states at Su Tong's hands.
"Mm, he's always been this strong!"
Yi Hao recalled the scenes of Su Tong concocting pills back in Phantom Rain Sect.
As well as the report from disciples that Su Tong had killed six Crazy Sand Sect elders and disbanded the sect.
One scene after another let Yi Hao know that Su Tong's strength was extraordinary.
But he would never have imagined this extraordinary to be at a level he had to look up to.
At this time, the flames in the sky finally dissipated.
Revealing a figure within.
That figure was none other than Shi Tianyi.
Right now, Shi Tianyi could no longer be called a person.
Because his entire body was completely charred black.
No longer resembling a human at all.
"Boom!"
Right then, Shi Tianyi fell straight down from midair.
With a wave of his hand, Su Tong sucked Shi Tianyi's spatial ring into his grasp.
Without checking its contents, he directly put it away.
"Master!"
"Sect Leader!"
At the same time, Crazy Sand Sect disciples cried out madly.
Rushing swiftly toward Shi Tianyi's corpse.
After catching the corpse, they began wailing mournfully.
"Hmph!"
Su Tong sneered coldly again.
With a light tap of his finger, numerous small fireballs shot toward the figures below!
"Ah!"
Miserable shrieks rang out.
"Run!"
After a brief silence, someone finally reacted.
Shouting loudly.
All the Crazy Sand Sect disciples fled in every direction.
Su Tong didn't give chase, he had only killed some disciples who had been chattering idly just now.
Right now, Su Tong had more important matters to attend to.
Su Tong looked toward the distance.
Speaking lightly: "Come out, I know you're there!"
Su Tong's words left the surrounding people momentarily confused.
Then they understood.
"Cheng Shan is still here?"
"Didn't he escape?"
"He's actually still here?"
"I wonder, but since Su Tong said so, then he must be!"
Many discussed amongst themselves.
They had assumed Cheng Shan must have fled far away by now.
After all, earlier many had seen Cheng Shan utilize some unknown means.
To directly tear open space and escape inside.
But now Su Tong's words made them feel baffled.
Could Cheng Shan really still be here?
"Since you won't come out, I'll make my move then!"
Su Tong looked toward the distance.
With Cheng Shan still not emerging, Su Tong had his methods.
"Break!"
Su Tong shouted lowly.
Next, a bizarre ripple spread forth.
At one point, it gathered and converged.
"Open!"
Su Tong spoke again.
And the space at that point was slowly pried open by Su Tong.
"Withered Vine!"
The moment the space opened, a low roar came out.
A vine shot out from within that space, speeding toward Su Tong.
"Scarlet Flame!"
A demonic beast mystic art fired out.
Burning that vine into ashes instantly.
"Whoosh!"
At practically the same time, a figure darted toward Su Tong.
The figure looked somewhat miserable, but his aura remained steady.
It seemed hiding in that spatial crevice allowed Cheng Shan to weather the storm.
"You think you could hide from me?"
Su Tong laughed coldly.
"Go die!"
The current Cheng Shan was extremely bedraggled, but his aura was still strong.
He directly threw a punch at Su Tong's head.
Yet Su Tong did not dodge.
"Withered Vine!"
The ancient god language spilled from his mouth.
In a flash, it pierced through Cheng Shan's body.
"How...how is this possible?"
Cheng Shan was completely unguarded.
He could never have imagined Su Tong actually knew how to use his mystic art.
Right now though, Su Tong had no intention of stopping.
"Withered Vine!"
Another sentence in the ancient god language.
A second vine emerged out of thin air.
"Ah!"
And pierced through Cheng Shan's shoulder once more.
"Withered Vine!"
Swiftly followed by a third.
And a fourth shot out: "Withered Vine!"
"Ah! Ah!! Ah!!!"
More and more vines materialized, piercing Cheng Shan's body.
Yet none were fatal wounds.
Merely pinning Cheng Shan suspended in midair.
"Sect Leader!"
At this time, some Yang E Sect elders rushed hurriedly toward Su Tong.
But they had just set out when a ball of flames collided with them.
Reducing them to ashes instantly.
"Withered Vine!"
Another vine appeared, this time darting toward the now immobilized Cheng Shan's heart.
"Ah——!"
A shriek of agony rang out.
"Withered Vine...Ancient Tree!"
Yet another incomprehensible ancient god language sentence.
This time, green energy coalesced in the sky.
A massive ancient tree emerged out of thin air.
That ancient tree was covered in countless vines.
All shooting toward Cheng Shan simultaneously.
Innumerable vines pierced through Cheng Shan's body.
This time...no scream came out!

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