Seeing the blinding golden-white light swelling behind seven-year-old Jiang Tuntun’s puffed-up cheeks. Senior Inner Disciple Jian Feng up in the front row of the disarmed sword formation suddenly bared his teeth in a vicious, desperate grin.
“The Holy Son is right! Her stomach can’t digest three tons of Foundation Establishment spirit steel at once!” Jian Feng roared.
Biting the tip of his index finger until blood spurted and slapping both blood-stained palms together into a forbidden Sword-Spirit Self-Detonation Seal!
“Even if my ten-thousand-stone Blue-Frost Star Sword was bitten into three pieces, my blood-imprint is still inside the core metal!” Jian Feng shrieked, his eyes bulging with madness. He poured every last drop of his Rank 5 Early spiritual qi into the remote detonation seal.
“Brothers!
Form the Broken-Sword Exploding Seal with me! Detonate all three hundred sword cores inside that little monster’s belly and blow her—and this entire flying courtyard—into smithereens!”
“Yes! Detonate the sword cores!”
Two hundred humiliated, empty-handed Inner Disciples immediately bit their fingers and formed the remote detonation hand-seal in unison!
