472 None Would Survive

Shang Qing muffled a deep groan, his neck made a few turns, and his body twisted like ropes as well. He was sent back a few hundred feet and laid on the ground like a three-legged toad.

"Mang-gu——"

Shang Qing finally came back to his senses after being hit, and he was quick to respond with an attack of his own; he was indeed a cultivator who had opened all the extreme states!

When the sonic attack reached Zhong Yue, he was already halfway to reaching Shang Qing. Without hesitation, Zhong Yue struck the Kui Long Divine Drum and the opposing soundwaves collided. The power of the two sonic attacks then swept dusts and grass all around them up into the air!

Shang Qing was struck back, and he laid on the ground like a toad again. Six bright moons appeared behind him, and the space in front of him contorted like the broken mirror. Silver rays materialized into the silver shards and rained down on Zhong Yue to pin him to the ground.