Chapter 4026 — The Fusion of Two Bombs
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
After the time it took an incense stick to burn, even with the jade pendant's space rapidly replenishing the true qi within his body, Wei Zhao was drenched in sweat and utterly spent. Once refined to their extremes, either the true qi bomb or the pill fire bomb was lethal on its own; to now drive both at once with a divided mind—the intensity of it could well be imagined.
Just then, Wei Zhao's ear twitched slightly. Footsteps sounded outside the door, drawing near from afar. Zheng Tianjie had returned.
"Damn his grandmother! All that trouble, and the bastard turns out to be nothing but some grassroots newcomer from North Island—and he dares come here and challenge me? What the hell is wrong with this world! Hmph, fine. Trash like that can be killed however I please. Tomorrow I'll make sure he has no grave to call his own!" Zheng Tianjie came swearing into the pill-refining room.
Wei Zhao's heart leapt into his throat. Against a Golden Core expert like this, with such an overwhelming gap in strength between them, he would have exactly one chance to strike. If he missed, death was certain.
Moreover, he had learned a hard lesson the last time he faced Xu Lingchong: the stronger the opponent, the smaller the opening they leave you. He had to catch the man at his most relaxed and launch a sudden, fatal blow. Otherwise, no matter how fierce or savage this newly devised technique might be, if it were dodged, it would all be for nothing.
So Wei Zhao had to watch carefully for the best possible opportunity.
Stepping through the door, Zheng Tianjie casually swept his gaze around the room and found nothing out of the ordinary. It was not that he feared an assassin—it was simply the cautious habit an alchemist cultivated from childhood.
Once satisfied that all was well, Zheng Tianjie shut the door behind him and walked over to the alchemy furnace, preparing to begin refining the fourth-grade Beauty Pill.
Even now, Wei Zhao held his breath and remained utterly still. He knew this was not yet the man's most relaxed moment, not yet the best opportunity. He still had to wait patiently.
At last, after resting and settling himself, Zheng Tianjie rose, picked up the prepared materials, and placed them into the cauldron. Just as he began to condense his pill fire—sudden change struck!
Without the slightest warning, a pair of palms burst forth from behind him, each hand loosely cradling an energy of terrifying power. With a thunderous roar, the two hands slammed together against Zheng Tianjie's chest. The true qi bomb and the pill fire bomb, both teetering on the brink of detonation, were in that instant forcibly crushed into one another by an external force—less than a fist's breadth from Zheng Tianjie's face!
Never in his life had Zheng Tianjie imagined that someone would dare hide inside the pill-refining room and ambush him from behind! By the time he reacted, the true qi bomb and the pill fire bomb had already collided head-on before his face and exploded with a deafening blast!
BOOM! Not only the Gathering Hall—the entire Far North Island shuddered as if the earth and mountains were quaking. Birds and beasts of every kind scattered in panicked flight, a horrifying spectacle of apocalypse come at last.
In that moment, everyone on Far North Island, high and low, was struck pale with shock. Panic seized every heart; people stared at one another, utterly at a loss.
A bedraggled figure burst suddenly from the shattered ruins of the pill-refining room and, while everyone else had yet to arrive, fled with every ounce of strength he could muster. It was Wei Zhao.