The twenty-person team of Canglang Zhantian was carefully fighting the Magic Eye Dragonmen, while the other members of Yixiao Qingcheng waiting in the distance were thrilled, eager to learn Canglang Zhantian's techniques and wishing they were one of those twenty. They paid almost zero attention to their surroundings.
It wasn't that they lacked vigilance; it was that Yixiao Qingcheng's reputation in Maple Leaf City was too great for anyone to dare provoke them. Moreover, it was night, and fewer players were out grinding levels. Even if someone did harbor ill intentions against them, with so many people and top-tier experts present, what was there to fear?
"Boss Canglang is amazing! Facing so many magic attacks, he hasn't been hit by the boss's spells much at all."
"Exactly. If I had even half of Boss Canglang's skill, I could easily become the main tank of any first-class guild."
"Half his skill? I'd say even a third would be enough to easily become the main tank of the Star Moon Kingdom. Last time, you didn't see how Boss Canglang tanked a Hell-difficulty twenty-person dungeon's final boss all by himself. The previous two tanks were easily taken out by the boss, and even all the healers couldn't keep the health up. But when Boss Canglang arrived, he could tank it solo, and only one healer was needed. My jaw nearly dropped to the floor."
The Yixiao Qingcheng members watching from afar spoke of Canglang Zhantian, and each of them held a word in their heart: respect.
It was precisely because of Canglang Zhantian's arrival that Yixiao Qingcheng's originally troublesome twenty-person Hell-difficulty dungeon had become easy to clear. If it weren't for the extremely high requirements of the fifty-person large-scale dungeon, they would have already claimed its first clear.
"Hmm. Why do I feel it's getting a little hot around here?"
"Hot? Now that you mention it, it really is. Isn't it night?"
Several of the watching Yixiao Qingcheng members looked around. But they didn't see anything.
"Wait, look above!" a vigilant Assassin pointed skyward and shouted in alarm.
Everyone immediately looked up. They saw countless fire elements condensing above their heads, transforming into a rain of fire that began to fall. Meanwhile, without anyone noticing when it appeared, a wall of flames had formed around them and started to spin, while the ground beneath their feet grew scalding hot.
This move was precisely the skill Shi Feng had obtained by activating the Fire Ring: the Inferno Spirit Storm.
The Seven Star Ring had been upgraded, and the Inferno Spirit Storm was now Level 7, with a coverage radius of a full 30 yards, instantly enveloping all 80 onlookers.
Before the Yixiao Qingcheng members could react, damage numbers in the tens of thousands popped up above their heads...
Canglang Zhantian had the highest health pool among Yixiao Qingcheng, but it was still only nearly 7,000 points. After the firestorm swept through, silence fell. All the Yixiao Qingcheng members turned to ash. Due to the effect of 'Obsessed by Evil Ghosts,' any player killed by Shi Feng would have their drop rate doubled. And because Shi Feng could absorb Immortal Souls...
These players not only lost levels and equipment but also couldn't log into the Divine Realm for a period of time.
"Good. Now it's just you left."
Shi Feng, hiding nearby, smiled with satisfaction. This was the terror of large-scale destructive magic. In the Divine Realm, there was a saying: you'd rather provoke a God-tier Assassin than a player who wielded large-scale destructive magic.
Because a God-tier Assassin was only highly effective at assassinating single targets, but a player with large-scale destructive magic could destroy an entire legion. It was like comparing a sniper rifle to a strategic missile; for a guild, the latter was a nightmare.
In the previous life, why was the Midnight Tea Party so formidable, able to stand on equal footing with super guilds? It was because the party had a God Mage and a God Warlock. These two mastered numerous large-scale destructive magic spells. A legion of a thousand before them was like drifting clouds. A single Sixth-tier large-scale destructive spell could wipe them all out.
After dealing with the 80 members of Yixiao Qingcheng, Shi Feng didn't bother picking up the dropped items on the ground. Instead, he charged straight toward Canglang Zhantian, who was still in the midst of battle.