Chapter 3232 — Who Sent You?
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With a tremendous roar, a bloody hole the size of a rice bowl appeared in Cheng Yiyi's chest, and her whole body was sent flying backward, slamming into Xu Shilan—yet its speed was scarcely checked, and the two of them crashed together into the wall with a sound like muffled thunder.
"Pff—" Xu Shilan spat out a mouthful of blood. Though the true qi had not struck her, Cheng Yiyi had intercepted it—but the force with which Cheng Yiyi had been struck by the true qi was added to Xu Shilan's body, so although Xu Shilan did not die, she was gravely wounded all the same. She collapsed to the ground with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth; plainly, even if she might hold on for a moment or two, she certainly could not live.
And Cheng Yiyi was even worse off. Though she clenched her teeth and fought desperately to hold on to that one breath and not die, she certainly could not survive! The faith that kept that one breath in her was, in truth, simply the wish to say sorry to Xu Shilan!
In that moment she was going to die—but before she died, she had to say certain things to her good sister Xu Shilan, or she would die with her eyes open.
In truth, everything in the room had happened in the blink of an eye. Wei Zhao had sensed it after the man in black, the Grand Elder, entered the old director's room, and had reacted—but it had all happened too fast. In the space of a few sentences, a few seconds, the Grand Elder had made his move!
Wei Zhao had not yet finished compressing his true qi bomb, and he stood at the door of the room frantic with anxiety! Yet he did not dare act at once either. After all, compressing a true qi bomb took time. True, the speed of the third layer of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art was not to be spoken of in the same breath as the first or second layer, but even so, it could not possibly be compressed in the space of an instant!
After all, Wei Zhao was now a fine hand at the early Heaven Rank, able to compress a greater and more immense quantity of true qi! Had he still compressed according to the old quantity of true qi, it could indeed have been done in an instant—but it would have been of little use!
After all, that kind of true qi bomb was effective against low-ranking cultivators, but the opponent Wei Zhao now faced was a fine hand at the peak of the late Heaven Rank, at the Great Perfection—even if Wei Zhao compressed every last shred of true qi in his body into it, it might not inflict much harm on the man before him, let alone a small-scale true qi bomb of the old kind!
One had to understand: a single great move from a Heaven Rank expert could split mountains and shatter the earth, and their bodies were incomparably tough. Wei Zhao had no choice but to be cautious again and again!
"You at the door—you've watched long enough. Come in and die with the rest." Though Wei Zhao had concealed his aura, the Grand Elder could still sense him circulating the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art to compress the true qi bomb.
Wei Zhao could not help a bitter smile. It seemed he would have to face this in the end—and besides, Xu Shilan's and Cheng Yiyi's injuries were grave indeed. Though neither would die for the moment, without timely treatment they still would.
Stepping into the old director's room, Wei Zhao looked coldly at the Black Horse Society's Grand Elder and asked in a tone of lofty condescension: "What sect are you from? Why have you come to Songshan City to kill? Who sent you?"