Chapter 3985 The Green Wind

After some of Pearson's threads were corroded, he grew a little weak.

Looking at the Stone Spirits with a pale face, he shook his head. "I've tried my best, but I can't stop them."

He wanted to take Sawyer and Thurston away but the two brothers' serious demeanor made him hesitate.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

While the Stone Spirits seemed to be slow in movement, they were actually quickly rushing forward, making the ground tremble.

In the distance, the creatures held their breaths. They were looking for an opportunity to make their move, but first, they had to carefully observe the humans' skills.

Fuxi narrowed his eyes at the sight of the Stone Spirits growing closer and closer. Finally, he couldn't restrain himself any longer and stretched out his hand to make a smack.

The palm condensed by the Solid Lightning Powder appeared among the Stone Spirits and collided with the Eight Diagrams mark, now emitting a snow-white light.

Almost all the creatures were enveloped by the light—they had to shield their eyes with their hands.

Following the flash of light, there was a dense and indistinct sound of thunder, like the piercing pitch of a sharp object tearing at a surface. The power that surged had all the mist creatures and Terror Mice quickly retreat. Some of them even jumped from the seventh stair to the sixth.

After a while, the lightning finally dissipated.

Once everyone recovered their sight, they saw the Stone Spirits in the center of the open space lying on the ground. Most of their bodies were completely charred, their hands and feet were chopped to pieces, and some figures were even smashed into powder.

"How horrible…" a Terror Mouse remarked while climbing up from the sixth stair, getting a peek at the scene.

"It was the Heavenly Thunder Plain's lightning. How did he make it?" The mist creatures exchanged glances, confused.

"It has something to do with the powder," shouted a giant.

Then, the others began yelling as well, making the other creatures cast a cold glance at them.

Anyone with a discerning eye could easily see that it had something to do with the powder in Fuxi's hand—they wondered if he still had any with him.

On the ground lay the Stone Spirits that could no longer get up. They gathered so densely that all of them were enveloped by the lightning. None of them managed to escape.

The selected daredevils' bodies trembled violently. If the palm exploded, they would undoubtedly die.

"Are you courting death?"

When Fuxi roared, the mark of the Eight Diagrams began rotating.

Seeing that he was actually going to slap the palm, the daredevils who were determined to sacrifice themselves stopped simultaneously, some of them even stepping back.

But Fuxi didn't dare to use the palm.

Otherwise, the creatures would find out it wasn't the Solid Lightning Powder.

Zen's calm expression shifted, a trace of anxiety filling his eyes. While he had hidden it well, the Snake Goddess had sensed it.

What he was waiting for hadn't arrived.

But a great battle could spark at any moment.

"It's fake!"

"He wouldn't dare to use the powder. This is their last life-saving straw. Attack them!"

"We aren't cowards!"

At this point, the leaders began encouraging the daredevils.

While the daredevils were unwilling, they continued to grit their teeth and rush forward.

Regardless of what means Fuxi used, he couldn't scare the daredevils away.

Suddenly, Zen sensed something.

At the far end of the Purple Wind Gorge, a purple wind mixed with a green wind, the latter rolling and dancing, approaching rapidly.

"Master Fuxi, use the palm!" Zen suddenly called out.

"Why?" Fuxi asked in return, stunned.

"Do as I say!" Zen firmly ordered.

While Fuxi didn't appreciate Zen's tone, he didn't dare to ignore his command at the critical moment of life and death. And so he struck the giant palm made from the Bone-coagulating Powder.