Chapter 4281 — Set Up by Someone
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None dared to slack off. Every one of them, spirits roused, kept pouring everything they had into their martial techniques, hammering away at the enormous sphere overhead as though their lives depended on it.
At first, their attacks seemed utterly futile—the great sphere gave no reaction whatsoever. Yet after they had thrown everything into the assault for the span of a full stick of incense, something finally began to change.
The next time they struck the great sphere, it was no longer like a clay ox plunging into the sea without a trace; instead, they distinctly felt a faint force rebound against them, as though the wild, frantic barrage of earlier attacks had all been swallowed up by the sphere and had finally reached saturation.
Joy lit every face in an instant. Whatever the change was, any change at all was good news—it proved they were not wasting their effort, proved there was hope of entering the ruins!
"Quickly, everyone, put your backs into it—we are almost there!" Chang Daoping shouted again in urgent encouragement.
At these words their spirits soared, and they threw themselves into it with all their might, whipping their martial techniques into an even wilder frenzy. Chang Daoping, for his part, was also swinging his formation flag with all his strength. What formidable technique he was using, none could tell, but a beam of blinding brilliance burst from the tip of his flag and slammed straight into the great sphere—so terrifying was its power that the whole sphere seemed on the verge of collapse!
With such a formidable brother leading the charge, the others grew all the more fervent and diligent. In their minds, they assumed that once this great sphere was shattered, the formation would be broken.
Wei Zhao, however, took all of this in and was nowhere near as shallow as the rest. This sign did indeed resemble the prelude to breaking the formation, but it was absolutely not what everyone imagined.
For anyone who probed with their divine sense would discover that Chang Daoping was not attacking the great sphere at all—quite the contrary. He was in fact using the formation flag to rapidly channel the vast energy that had gathered upon the sphere onto his own person. Everyone else was merely kept in the dark.
There was more to this thing after all! Wei Zhao understood now, and he kept his attention fixed on Chang Daoping's every move; should the man do anything to his detriment, he must make certain he could carry Huang Xiaotao away in an instant.
Just then, under the relentless combined assault of the others, the great sphere suddenly boomed and rumbled. Cracks spread across its surface, multiplying at a rate visible to the naked eye, until at last they grew so dense and countless that it could hold no longer.
Boom! The great sphere burst apart with a tremendous blast, and the vast energy that had belonged to the crowd was instantly loosed back upon their heads. Caught wholly off guard, they were flung flying on the spot, every one of them badly wounded.
In the chaos, Wei Zhao hurriedly healed himself and Huang Xiaotao while still keeping an eye on Chang Daoping—and found the man utterly unscathed.
After channeling that vast energy onto himself, Chang Daoping seized the moment when the great sphere exploded to hurl that energy at once toward a stone lock that had abruptly surfaced elsewhere.
In that instant, the surroundings changed. The crowd felt the world spinning dizzily about them, and by the time they came to their senses, the environment had been turned completely upside down, utterly unlike the scene from moments before.
No dense forest, no wasteland—beneath their feet now stretched an empty street, and before them stood a vast, deathly still city. Not far ahead, above the city gate, five great characters were carved in plain relief: Odor Cultivation City!