As soon as the Stele of Falling Tears appeared, the silhouette of Yang Hu, or Yang Gong, appeared on the Stele of Falling Tears. Yang Hu looked around with a compassionate and kind gaze, like a father looking at his young son. He bowed to the surroundings, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the situation was reversed.
The golden zombies that were charging over stopped in their tracks. Tears of blood flowed out of their eyes, and their originally ferocious faces suddenly became sorrowful. The golden zombies howled loudly and quickly retreated, unwilling to fight anymore.
The skeleton bats did the same. They were originally surrounding Xia Pingan, but as soon as Yang Gong appeared, the skeleton bats also scattered, no longer surrounding Xia Pingan, and retreated.
The Bone Dragon that was about to spit out another breath suddenly let out a mournful cry. It flapped its wings and suddenly soared into the sky. The pitch-black flame was like a spear that pierced the sky, and it seemed to be paying tribute to Yang Gong.
Elder Lou of the Divine Tomb Sect, who was originally standing on the Bone Dragon's head, was caught off guard. Along with the Bone Dragon that soared into the sky, he instantly soared a thousand meters into the air and pulled away from Xia Pingan.
"Stele of Falling Tears …" Elder Lou, who was suddenly unable to control himself, was both shocked and angry.
Apart from Xia Pingan, no one else could read the small characters on the Stele of Falling Tears' boundary pearl. However, once this spell was used, it would make all summoned creatures in battle cry and retreat in grief. Therefore, some people called it the Stele of Falling Tears, Battle Stele, Golden Thunder Stele, and so on. It could be considered a lucky hit.
The golden, silver, and bronze zombies summoned by the disciples of the Divine Tomb Sect, which formed an airtight formation, suddenly collapsed. All the zombies cried and retreated in grief. It was complete chaos, and they no longer pressed forward. This caused the disciples of the Divine Tomb Sect to panic, and they all hurriedly recalled the zombies they summoned.
Yang Gong's virtue is praised by heaven and earth, and revered by ghosts and gods!
Once the Stele of Falling Tears appeared, the army of ten thousand would flee.
To be honest, before Xia Pingan summoned the Falling Tears Tablet, his heart was pounding like a drum. This was only his first plan to deal with the current situation. Because the secret technique used by the Divine Tomb Sect's summoners was obviously different from the ones that could be summoned by fusing with the Realm Beads, Xia Pingan wasn't sure if the Falling Tears Tablet would work on the zombies and skeletons summoned by the Divine Tomb Sect's secret technique.
But the result made Xia Pingan overjoyed. The Stele of Falling Tears was indeed powerful. As soon as it appeared, the Ultimate Killing Array of the Divine Tomb Sect disappeared instantly, and everyone was thrown off their feet.
The Tablet of Falling Tears had rendered all of the summoning spells of the Divine Tomb Sect useless. They had lost all of their advantages.
Since they couldn't summon battle puppets, all the summoners could only fight with spells.
After discovering that Xia Pingan had summoned the Falling Tears Tablet, Elder Lou waved his hand. In the blink of an eye, the black fog behind him rolled and formed a portal. The bone dragons, skeleton bats, and golden zombies that he had summoned were all recalled by him. Then, Elder Lou descended from the sky with a murderous look on his face. With a wave of his hand, a fire dragon blasted toward Xia Pingan.
Facing the fire dragon that was coming down on him, Xia Pingan waved his hand and a dozen huge icicles flew out of his hand like giant spears used to slay dragons. He didn't retreat at all and directly pierced the head and body of the fire dragon.
"Boom …"
When ice and fire met, it was as if thunder had struck in the sky. With a rumble, the icicles shot by Xia Pingan were all shattered into snowflakes and fell from the sky. The fire dragon also scattered into countless fire rain and fell from the sky bit by bit. Within a radius of a thousand meters, ice and fire fell at the same time. It was a spectacular sight.
However, the fluttering snowflakes and fiery rain in the air once again fused and disappeared at the same time. All of a sudden, a huge cloud of fog appeared in the sky and expanded in an instant. It was like a huge cloud of cotton candy had appeared in the sky, causing the surrounding sky to become misty and the visibility to decrease.
Elder Lou's expression changed once again, because when the snow and fire met in the air, they turned into mist. This change was also beyond his expectations. To be able to control a spell to such an extent, this was not just powerful, but terrifying. This meant that the other party had completely calculated every change in the collision of the two spells, and was able to use this change to create a battlefield situation that was advantageous to him. And the one who had caused all of this was undoubtedly Xia Pingan.
And all this was not deliberately pursued by Xia Pingan. Xia Pingan realized that as his soul power increased, especially after he became a high-ranking Spirit Shepherd, his control of spells and the changes in the battlefield and battle had also increased. It had even reached a realm that he didn't dare to imagine before. Now, to him, he could play countless tricks with a simple water-type spell. This was a pleasant surprise.
"Be careful, don't let him escape …" Elder Lou saw the fog in the sky and immediately knew what Xia Pingan was planning. He exclaimed.
Xia Pingan smiled mysteriously at Elder Lou, but his figure had already disappeared into the fog in an instant.
In the face of such a large area of fog that suddenly appeared in the sky, ordinary spells would not be able to disperse it in a short time, unless one could summon a gale. But to these people of the Divine Tomb Sect, no one had mastered a summoning spell related to the weather, not even Elder Lou.
The disciples of the Divine Tomb Sect hurriedly summoned the various zombies and summoned creatures they had summoned into the secret mandala, then rushed into the fog in the sky.
The fog shrouded the sky within a radius of several kilometers. Elder Lou rushed into the fog, but there was no trace of Xia Pingan.
Elder Lou roared and waved his hand. A flame flew out from his hand and cleared a large area of the fog in the space within a hundred meters. But just as the fog was cleared, the surrounding fog suddenly surged over and filled the space. Looking around, one could only see within one to two hundred meters. This kind of pure physical invisibility and illusion made Elder Lou unable to lock onto Xia Pingan's figure for a moment.
Elder Lou had no choice but to rush into the fog.
Half a minute later …
Xia Pingan's figure suddenly emerged from the fog behind a Divine Tomb Sect disciple. Xia Pingan had a longsword in his hand, and before that Divine Tomb Sect disciple could react, the longsword in his hand had already slashed out.
That Divine Tomb Sect disciple's defensive spells were passively activated, and a water shield and an ice shield suddenly appeared. But the water shield and ice shield instantly collapsed under the sharp edge of the longsword as if they were made of paper.
Xia Pingan's longsword directly cut through that Divine Tomb Sect disciple's neck, killing him in one strike. That Divine Tomb Sect disciple only had time to let out a panicked scream before his corpse fell from the sky.
"That person is here …" A nearby Divine Tomb Sect disciple shouted, and a huge fireball blasted towards Xia Pingan.
The fireball's light illuminated the fog and also attracted the attention of the surrounding Divine Tomb Sect disciples.
Xia Pingan didn't continue to tangle with them. Before the fireball could reach him, he had already rushed out of the fog and rushed towards the ground.
"Don't let him escape …"
A large group of Divine Tomb Sect disciples chased after Xia Pingan's figure. Elder Lou also passed through the fog and chased after Xia Pingan's figure.
Xia Pingan's figure was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared behind a mountain ridge.
The Divine Tomb Sect disciples were like a pack of wild wolves, and all of them chased after him.
…
A few minutes later, following Elder Lou's furious roar, several hundred pitch-black arrows, as well as countless fireballs and icicles thrown by the surrounding Divine Tomb Sect disciples, shot towards Xia Pingan like raindrops, completely sealing the space in front and behind Xia Pingan.
After the fleeing Xia Pingan's figure twisted a few times in the air, an arrow pierced through his chest.
Xia Pingan's figure immediately dissipated and turned into an eagle owl flapping its wings. The eagle owl was then hit by a fireball and instantly disappeared without a trace.
Where was there anyone? There was no one at all …
"Not good, the eagle owl and illusion, we've been fooled …" Elder Lou's expression changed, and his ashen-like face became as dark as the bottom of a pot.
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