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A faceless puppet, controlling the Flying Sparrow Hairpin, bursts out with a spiritual power fluctuation that was not inferior to the mid Foundation Establishment stage, and it flew from Chen Mobai’s back.

“A puppet?”

Seeing the exquisite faceless puppet took Mu Hanxiong by surprise. Although he was confident in his triple-layered defense, he didn’t dare to take a risk about his eyebrows and his sense of the sea was similarly important.

His left palm, which was originally smashed towards Chen Mobai’s face, was raised, as he gripped the Purple Fire Sword Light. Then, the black and red spirit streamed around as he eradicated the Purple Fire Sword Light with his Iron Armor Cultivation.

Both of the spiritual power explosions separated the two, letting Chen Mobai escape from the continuous attacks of his opponent.

Using this time, Chen Mobai unfolded the tree seed with the Heavenly Wood Talisman. While he has been focusing on the Pure Yang Scroll over the years, he often practiced the spells from the Longevity Scripture within the Divine Tree Secret Realm.

Mu Hanxiong once again rushed over, and the Heavenly Wood Spirit Light formed a large spiral-like spearhead under Chen Mobai’s control of his divine sense, knocking his opponent away.

However, the attack power of the Heavenly Wood Spirit Light was indeed a bit underwhelming. Mu Hanxiong’s outer Qi Armor was only broken, the person himself took off unscratched, and once again charged towards Chen Mobai.

Chirp sound resounds.

Chen Mobai finally initiated the ready Bing Fire Divine Thunder Technique. The red electricity, like a spirit snake, gushed out from his palm and heavily struck Mu Hanxiong’s body.

As the thunder and lightning continued to strike, Mu Hanxiong widened his eyes. After taking a bottle of Qi restoration elixir, he pushed his Iron Armor Cultivation to its extreme. Surprisingly, he resisted the Bing Fire Divine Thunder and the arrows raining from the sky, once again forcefully rushing to Chen Mobai’s front.

Hummmmm!

But at this time, Chen Mobai took the fully charged Flying Sparrow Hairpin from the hand of the faceless puppet.

He opened his mouth and spat, infusing the tiny and exquisite Flying Sword with his own Qi of Yuan Yang.

In an instant, the sword light was blazing like a sun that had escaped the darkness, under the horizon’s restraint, it erupted with an unprecedented blinding brilliance.

Mu Hanxiong who had just rushed up, received Chen Mobai’s strongest sword strike, bolstered by his own Fire Spirit Body, the Sun Raising Technique, and Qingyang Fire Seed.

With the swing of this sword, another sun seemed to emerge over the entire Rolling Thunder Mountain!

Mu Hanxiong widened his eyes, outside of his triple defenses of Qi Armor, Physical Armor, and his Physical body, he also took out a Rank-2 defensive Spirit Talisman.

Yet, even so, under this sword, all of them were broken.

Amidst the emergence of the blood, Chen Mobai frowned slightly.

He felt that this sword couldn’t completely slaughter Mu Hanxiong.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out the ultimate Magic Artifact he had been saving.

The Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror ascended behind his head, injecting 12 drops from the remaining 15 drops of Longevity Spiritual Power housed within his Dantian Qi sea, into this Rank-3 Magic Artifact.

A semi-transparent, golden color flash of fire vomited out from the face of the mirror, landing on Mu Hanxiong who just survived the Sword Light.

Mu Hanxiong was seen to have a deeply visible wound that could be seen directly into his bone on his chest from the Sword Light, blood was all over the place. Based on his four-layered defense, he survived Chen Mobai’s strongest sword strike.

“Hahaha, the Sword Rainbow Fission is nothing special, after this battle, I can see the path to the perfection of Foundation Establishment. Boy from Divine Wood Sect, to thank you, I will leave your body intact… Ah… What’s this…”

As the golden flames fell, Mu Hanxiong’s prideful Qi Armor, Physical Armor, and his flesh turned into flying ashes in an instant.

The Peak Master of Shake Mountain Peak, a late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, turned into flakes of ashes under everyone’s horrified gazes, scattering across the sky.