The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 2107: He's probably... dead, right?

What fell upon the black coffin atop the spire was not only the immense thunder, but also all sorts of magical treasures and supernatural abilities.

In an instant, the entire altar and even the surrounding area for miles were shrouded in various methods, and the commotion was earth-shattering.

No one held back; everyone used their most powerful and secret techniques.

The killing of three Great Luo Venerables before their very eyes shattered everyone's hopes.

If you don't want to die, fight for your life.

There was no probing, no entanglement; they went all out from the start, unleashing their killing blows right away!
This joint attack was many times stronger than the previous spiritual energy attack. The thunderous divine power released by the divine power shell that Zhuge Lin took out was a terrifying attack comparable to the second level of the Great Luo Immortal Realm. Among the methods used by everyone, there were at least five similar methods to the divine power shell!

How could the Five Directions Immortal Sect not have some foundation or powerful methods?

There was movement again inside the coffin. A pair of hands, as white as jade, reached out and grabbed at the endless lightning and other attacks falling from above.

All eyes were on those hands, and everyone's hearts were in their throats.

If all attacks are easily blocked as before, it means that the opponent's strength is at least at the third level of the Great Luo Immortal Realm or even higher. In that case, there's nothing left for us to struggle for; we might as well just wait to die.

The terrifying lightning and other attacks that descended from the sky suddenly stopped in mid-air.

In that instant, everyone's heart clenched, and a deep despair flashed in their eyes.

Finished!

However, in the next instant, the stagnant lightning seemed to pierce through an invisible barrier, and along with other terrifying attacks, it resumed its roaring form and fell towards the black coffin, instantly engulfing the black coffin and even the entire spire.

The hundreds-of-meters-tall spire altar, forged entirely of metal, shattered inch by inch under such a terrifying attack. The black coffin hovered in mid-air, blocking the various attacks that were falling. However, as each attack landed, cracks appeared on the black coffin.

Suddenly, a burst of blood-red light erupted, and the black coffin shattered into countless fragments.

Inside the black coffin, a figure floated up and was engulfed by lightning, fire, and other flares.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes, which had been filled with despair, were filled with a glimmer of hope!
He couldn't stop it!

Countless violent attacks engulfed the area within several miles of the altar. The terrifying fluctuations of spiritual energy, the interplay of lightning and shadow, made it impossible for anyone to discern the specifics of what was happening. Everyone stared wide-eyed, their eyes fixed intently on what lay ahead, their hearts filled with anticipation.

Since he couldn't block it, it means he wasn't strong enough to withstand such a powerful attack. So... is he dead?
Or perhaps, seriously injured?

More than a dozen divine senses swept into the dust and smoke, and then everyone's expression became quite subtle.

Unexpected, surprising, puzzled, unbelievable.

Missing?
What's happening here?
It was blasted into dust by countless extremely powerful attacks?
The group was hardly able to believe the result, but when the billowing dust subsided and the view ahead became clear again, they confirmed that the person in the black coffin was indeed gone.

"Is he dead, or just gone?"

Zhuge Lin hesitated for a moment and said, "Perhaps he is dead? That attack was so powerful that even a Great Luo Immortal, unless he was above the third level, would definitely be blasted into ashes. Although he was awakened by absorbing essence blood, we saw that he couldn't withstand our attack. So there's a high probability that he was blasted into dust."

Zhao Dezhu of Qingyu Sect frowned: "If, I mean if the person in the coffin is the Carefree Dragon Lord, then he might not be dead. Don't forget, the Carefree Dragon Lord's innate divine power, the Carefree Step, is spatial teleportation, covering long distances and happening silently..."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became somewhat nervous again.

"That's right, he's the carefree Dragon Lord. If he runs away, who can stop him?"

"With so many powerful attacks already surrounding him, how could he possibly escape? Impossible!"

"It's indeed not easy to escape, but I feel that if it really is the Carefree Dragon Lord, it's a bit hard to believe that we killed him."

"Even if it is the carefree dragon lord, who knows how many tens of thousands of years he has been sleeping. He has long been exhausted and his strength is exhausted. In a hurry, even if he has the essence blood of a thousand immortals, how much strength can he recover? We went all out from the start. Caught off guard, it is normal for us to kill him."

"That's true. If he were really alright, he would probably have already shown up and started harvesting us."

After some discussion, most people ultimately agreed that they should kill the powerful figure in the coffin who was suspected to be the Carefree Dragon Lord.

Looking at the shattered spire and the huge abyss blasted out by various attacks, everyone finally relaxed. Just then, someone muttered to themselves.

"We killed over a thousand immortals, unleashed a killing god, and then exhausted countless magical treasures to kill him. In the end, besides this huge pit and the deaths of three Grand Luo Venerables, we gained nothing..."

(End of this chapter)