I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

The Great Elder of Blood Hand Castle noticed something strange behind him and his face turned pale instantly.

"What...what is this? Retreat!" He shouted at the top of his lungs and turned around to flee.

Everyone who heard his voice shuddered. With their sharp combat instincts, they could clearly sense the terrifying power contained in the rain of shells. If they were hit by them, they would undoubtedly suffer severe injuries. In this fierce battle, if they were injured before they even engaged the enemy head-on, it essentially meant they would die a horrific death. Unless... the rest of their faction also suffered the same misfortune.

"What a fast speed! It's too late. Defend on the spot!"

Some people suddenly felt a sense of alarm in their hearts, cold sweat instantly soaked their backs, and they immediately began to use their defensive powers without hesitation.

In an instant, all kinds of colorful magical powers were displayed one after another, and the lights intertwined and flickered, trying to resist the impending catastrophe.

At the same time, the artillery shells, as dense as raindrops, exploded when they touched their defense barrier!

For a moment, the scene was extremely spectacular and tragic. One by one, energy balls exploded like gorgeous and deadly fireworks. Sometimes, several of them exploded in a row. The powerful shock waves spread in all directions, ruthlessly destroying everything around.

Across the battlefield, screams rang out. Some unfortunate individuals, before even uttering a single cry, were completely overwhelmed by the terrifying force, vanishing without a trace. Even the formations set up by the Nebula Pavilion were instantly shattered by the ferocious onslaught, turning into a hail of fragments.

"Holy crap... Is this... Is this the power of the Dao Divine Cannon?!" The Great Elder of the Nebula Pavilion looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes wide open in shock, his mouth slightly open, almost unable to speak, his face full of disbelief.

"Amazing! It's so vulnerable! With this great Dao Cannon, what are we afraid of?"

"Invincible... Don't they call themselves a veteran eighth-level force? Don't they look down on us? Today, we will make sure these bastards have no chance of returning!"

"That's right. As long as Honghuang City gives us enough great Dao Divine Cannons, why would we be afraid of a mere Blood Hand Fort? I think, let alone a Blood Hand Fort, even if Divine Sword Mountain comes, we have the strength to fight!"

Seeing the powerful explosion of the Great Dao Divine Cannon, which instantly overwhelmed the group of masters from the Blood Hand Castle, the disciples of the Nebula Pavilion were so excited that their faces turned red and cheers rose one after another, as if they had seen the dawn of victory and were so happy that they were about to fly.

"It seems that the Pavilion Master has made an extremely correct decision. It is really ridiculous that we were thinking of making enemies with Honghuang City before. Such means are enough to delay them until they enter the eighth-level force. Once they enter the eighth-level force, who will be their opponent except Shenjian Mountain? These artillery shells alone can make up for the gap in foundation between them and the old forces!" The Great Elder took a deep breath, his eyes full of gratitude, and sincerely sighed at how wise and correct the decision made by the Pavilion Master was.

In the sky, the blood-colored fog formed by the attack launched by the Lord of Blood Hand Castle also disappeared instantly under this terrifying impact, as if it had never appeared.

Blood Hand Fort Lord Wu Duoming's eyes were now completely bloodshot, turning a terrifying crimson. He looked up at the sky, then down at the tragic scene below, his body trembling slightly, his heart filled with anger and resentment. Of the many Blood Hand Fort masters he had brought with him, half were either lying on the ground, screaming and struggling in agony, or severely injured, their lives unknown. Only those above the sixth level of the Primordial Infinite Daluo Jinxian realm had sustained relatively minor injuries, but their eyes were filled with deep fear, clearly shaken by the sudden blow.