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How could Qiang Liang have known that Yang Fei's Turtle Extreme had already begun to signal danger?

He handed the iron box in his hands to Yang Fei with both hands, his face full of respect.

Only from the side could one see the downward-curved lips of this fellow, revealing Fangs, his face full of viciousness.

Yang Fei coldly looked at the Underworld Gate, the Great Mysterious Taoist, and more than a dozen experts not far away, and gently picked up the box.

Many people's eyes were fixed steadfastly on Yang Fei.

The air seemed to stop flowing, the cold intent to kill making everyone feel suffocated.

Yang Fei picked up the box, preparing to open the lid.

Qiang Liang's face was filled with unconcealable joy, intentionally or unintentionally eyeing the bell at his waist.

Bang!

The next second, Yang Fei opened the lid and directly smashed the iron box onto Qiang Liang's face.

Buzz!

Only the strange sound was heard as Qiang Liang covered his face with his hands, letting out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, frantically rolling on the ground as though experiencing hellish torment.

Yang Fei fixed his eyes on it and involuntarily gasped in shock.

In the iron box, there were actually millions of tiny insects.

The insects had golden heads, multicolored bodies, and were as small as grains of rice, but with a pair of wings.

Amidst the buzzing, the insects were relentlessly devouring the flesh on Qiang Liang's face.

Through the gaps between Qiang Liang's fingers covering his face, Yang Fei could see the white, ghastly cheekbones already exposed, crawling with countless insects.

Yang Fei immediately recognized these insects as corpse-eating insects.

These insects originally grew in graves, specifically feeding on human corpses.

Later, through cultivation and domestication by magic cultivators, they became extremely potent poisons.

Magic cultivators could control these corpse-eating insects with a strange bell sound.

But at this moment, before Qiang Liang could shake the bell, he was swarmed by countless corpse-eating insects.

He struggled, desperately trying to take the bell off his waist.

But the corpse-eating insects were so fierce that in an instant, they had devoured all the flesh on his head.

Then, the corpse-eating insects drilled through the eye sockets into his brain, starting to consume the organs inside.

Qiang Liang desperately rolled on the ground, clutching his head, madly pounding the ground.

However, his throat had been bitten off by the corpse-eating insects, rendering him unable to make any sound, only opening his mouth wide in a silent howl.

This terrifying scene made anyone's skin crawl.

Even the people of the Yanfu Sect, accustomed to bones and corpses, shivered watching Qiang Liang being devoured by the corpse-eating insects, fearing to look away.

The Underworld Gate and the Great Mysterious Taoist exchanged glances, both seeing the determination in each other's eyes.

The Great Mysterious Taoist waved a hand, "Go."

Numerous disciples of the Yanfu Sect instantly charged at Yang Fei.

Some held magic artifacts, glowing with divine light, as they were already ready to attack.

Others summoned evil spirits and flying zombies, shouting as they charged at Yang Fei.

In an instant, Yang Fei was surrounded by the disciples of the Yanfu Sect on the Spell Battle Platform.

Not far away, Susu and Master Huang were also surrounded by the disciples of the Yanfu Sect.

Susu unfolded the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

The map quickly spread around, emitting a five-colored but brilliant radiance, instantly protecting Master Huang and Susu within it.

No magic artifact or zombie could penetrate the defense of the five-colored radiance.

Susu stood within the Map of Mountains and Rivers, her face serene, ethereal as if she were a celestial maiden from legend.

Master Huang stood respectfully behind Susu, filled with fear and astonishment.

Master Huang had always underestimated Susu.

Yang Fei was incredibly powerful, and Susu, under his radiant aura, never showed her true potential.

But at this moment, Master Huang realized Susu's divine skills were not inferior to Yang Fei's.

One excelled in the nine heavens above; the other excelled in the nine springs below.

When the two joined forces, Master Huang couldn't imagine how powerful they would become!

Rumble!

A clap of thunder boomed; Master Huang shivered and looked over at the Spell Battle Platform.

Unbeknownst to him, a giant hammer appeared in Yang Fei's hand.

The giant hammer was entirely wrapped in the power of thunder and lightning, at least ten feet long.

Yang Fei swung the hammer, thunder flickered, echoing with booming intensity.

Hammer of the Thunder God!

Yang Fei's Hammer of the Thunder God was certainly not a magic artifact.

This was him channeling the Power of Myriad Realms to forcefully gather it from the void.

Rumble!

Yang Fei swung the hammer horizontally; two disciples from the Underworld Gate screamed as they flew outwards.

The two turned into fireballs in mid-air before hitting the ground.

Yang Fei suddenly heard a whimpering sound behind him and swung the hammer backhandedly.

A spindle-shaped magic artifact, filled with sinister aura, was just blocked by the Hammer of the Thunder God.

Crack!

With a cracking sound, the magic artifact was shattered by the thunderbolt of the Hammer of the Thunder God, reduced to fragments of scrap iron scattered on the ground.

Yang Fei wielded the Hammer of the Thunder God like the embodiment of the thunder god, unleashing a massacre among the crowd.

He knew these people crafted magic artifacts from human skin, bones, and souls, with countless victims at their hands, utterly evil.

Therefore, Yang Fei showed no mercy.

His Hammer of the Thunder God unleashed maximum power, instantly turning countless cultivators into fireballs, burning fiercely.

Yang Fei dashed like a lightning bolt, a blazing torch; his movements were as swift as lightning, leaving devastation in his wake.

No one could withstand even a single move or escape the doom of his Hammer of the Thunder God.

The Hammer of the Thunder God's strike was an extensive attack.

Many times, these people had not even approached Yang Fei when they were smashed to pieces by a single swing.

On the Spell Battle Platform, the number of people was halved in an instant.

Anyone hit by Yang Fei's Hammer of the Thunder God either shattered entirely or, if gravely injured, was burned alive by the thunder flame.

On the Spell Battle Platform, the cries of pain were relentless.

This time, the Yanfu Sect encountered its greatest calamity in years, with its demonic cultivators suffering grievous casualties.

The Underworld Gate and the Great Mysterious Taoist, seeing the dire situation, suddenly whistled and fled into the distance.

Yang Fei chuckled coldly, "Thinking of running now, isn't it too late?"

As he spoke, Wind and Fire Wings sprouted under his ribs, and his form flickered, arriving above the head of Divine Old Lady Huang Quan.

This shamaness hunted and killed girls from her own village to refine flying zombies; such an atrocity cannot go unpunished.

Yang Fei never intended to let her go. Seeing her flee now, he was even less inclined to show mercy.

The Hammer of the Thunder God in his hand turned into a flicker of flashing bright lightning and smashed down directly toward the shamaness.

The shamaness knew escape was impossible, screamed, and half-crawling, rushed towards the Great Mysterious Taoist.

"Senior Brother, save my life."

The Great Mysterious Taoist shouted in frustration.

But Underworld Gate rushed to the Great Mysterious Taoist, and Yang Fei's Hammer of the Thunder God followed with it.

In an instant, thunderlight enveloped the two; the Great Mysterious Taoist found no escape.

In the Great Mysterious Taoist's hand appeared a small bronze cauldron, upon which lay the fierce images of evil ghosts.

The small bronze cauldron swelled in the wind, instantly becoming as large as a small house, shielding the shamaness's head.

Boom!

Yang Fei's Hammer of the Thunder God slammed down on the bronze cauldron, which tilted slightly, the divine light dimming before returning to normal.

At the same time, from the bronze cauldron, numerous images of evil spirits rose and lunged at Yang Fei with claws bared.

Yang Fei was slightly surprised; this bronze cauldron could block the Hammer of the Thunder God, making it at least a tenth-level magical weapon.

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