176: Chapter 176 Personally Delivered? He Ran Back Due to Shock Injuries

Deep within Black Wind Valley, before the third Dark Seal Array.

The black mist was even heavier than the previous two.

The entire valley seemed to be pressed down by a giant black hand. Dark red fiery qi constantly seeped from the cracks in the ground, and a massive black formation screen hung in mid-air. Three formation patterns, as thick as giant pythons, were intertwined, firmly suppressing the entire area.

Ao Ning Shuang stood beside Lin Zhe, her silver eyes cold.

"This is it."

"The third formation is the core formation."

"Once it breaks, all the suppression on the outer layers of Black Wind Valley will be severed."

Qing Yu had already raised her hand. The Guard Detachment and the Dragon Race elites fanned out simultaneously, and the Vanguard Army players also spread out their battle lines in the rear, each clutching their weapons with heated breath.

"Finally at the last one!"

"Once this is broken, Qing Yan will really be without his shell!"

"Brothers, get ready to see a big scene!"

Lin Zhe looked up at the black formation screen ahead and was about to raise his hand.

At that very moment—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The cliffs on both sides of Black Wind Valley exploded simultaneously!

A vast swarm of Black Dragon Rebels surged out like a tide from behind the rock walls, from the rift valley below, and from the black mist. The cries of battle made the valley tremble!

Looking out, it was a dense black mass—at least ten thousand!

At the very front, a massive dragon shadow crashed to the ground, shattering a large area of rock.

It was Qing Yan!

His eyes were bloodshot, his dragon wings were tattered, and black qi swirled around his body. His face was terrifyingly distorted.

"Lin Zhe!"

"Do you really think this Elder would watch idly as you break the final formation?!"

"Today, this Elder will personally see you off on your final journey!"

With his roar, the ten thousand rebels all around lunged forward at once!

A rain of arrows! Dragon breath! Black flames! Curse orbs!

Densely packed and covering the sky, they all smashed toward Lin Zhe and his group!

The players in the rear had a change of expression.

"Holy crap! Qing Yan came personally!"

"An ambush by ten thousand rebels!"

Ao Ning Shuang's gaze turned cold. Just as she was about to order a counterattack, Qing Yan suddenly raised his hand and violently threw out three dark dragon flame bombs, each a size larger than any Dragon Flame Bomb seen before!

Those three Dragon Flame Bombs were pitch black, their surfaces covered in blood-colored dragon runes. The moment they left his hand, the temperature of the entire valley soared.

"Blow them to pieces for this Elder!"

Qing Yan grinned hideously.

This was his final trump card!

Three dark dragon flame bombs of maximum power!

He didn't ask for anything else; as long as he could blow Lin Zhe, Ao Ning Shuang, and the formation-breakers to bits, Black Wind Valley still had a chance to turn the tables!

But in the next second...

Hum—

A pale gold Rule Shield instantly spread out from around Lin Zhe!

All the arrow rain, dragon breath, curses, and black flames hit the edge of the shield as if crashing into a celestial wall.

Boom!

Everything was reflected back!

And those three maximum-power dark dragon flame bombs shuddered violently before shooting back the way they came with even more violent force!

The hideous grin on Qing Yan's face froze on the spot.

"What?!"

"Retreat!!!"

But it was already too late.

Boom!!!

The first Dragon Flame Bomb smashed into the front row of the rebels, instantly exploding into a black-red sea of fire!

Boom!!!

The second one swept back and slammed into the Dragon Cavalry on the left, sending hundreds of rebels screaming into the air as they were blown apart!

Boom!!!

The third one was the most ruthless, smashing back directly against Qing Yan himself!

A violent wave of fire soared into the sky, and even Qing Yan was blown away on the spot. His chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he violently spat out a large mouthful of dragon blood!

"Pfft—"

His left arm was scorched directly by his own Dragon Flame Bomb; the scales were blackened, the flesh was mangled, and his entire face twisted in agony.

The ten thousand rebels fared even worse.

Those in the front who charged the fastest were directly shredded by their own reflected attacks and the Dragon Flame Bombs, while those in the rear were knocked over in swaths by the shockwave.

Screams, explosions, and dragon roars blended into a chaotic mess.

In just this one round, nearly half of the rebels were killed or heavily injured!

The players in the rear were silent for a brief moment before the scene completely exploded with excitement!

"Hahahaha! Coming personally to deliver?"

"Qing Yan blew himself into spitting blood!"

"So this is the maximum power Dragon Flame Bomb? It's big alright—specifically for bombing his own people!"

The Dragon Race soldiers were also completely stunned.

The ten thousand rebels who had been so aggressive just a moment ago had half of their forces blown apart by their own reflected offensive in the blink of an eye.

Ao Ning Shuang's silver eyes lit up, and her dragon blood sword suddenly unsheathed.

"The whole army, press forward!"

"Kill them while they're in chaos!"

"Kill!!!"

The Dragon Race elites and Vanguard Army players lunged forward simultaneously!

Clutching his blackened left arm, Qing Yan stumbled to his feet, his eyes red with rage. But looking at the completely collapsed rebel line and then at Lin Zhe's figure, which hadn't even moved an inch, a chill finally rose in his heart.

How could he possibly fight this?!

Gritting his teeth, he suddenly flapped his wings to retreat and bellowed shrilly.

"Retreat!"

"Everyone, retreat back into Black Wind Valley!"

The remaining rebels, as if granted a grand amnesty, dragged their wounded and scrambled backward in a desperate escape.

Before leaving, Qing Yan stared fixedly at Lin Zhe, his mouth full of blood, his voice venomous to the extreme.

"Lin Zhe!"

"Don't get cocky too early!"

"If pushed to the end, this Elder will detonate all the Dragon Crystal Mines and take you down with me!"

Leaving behind those harsh words, he didn't dare stay any longer and led his remnant troops scurrying back into the depths of Black Wind Valley.

In the valley, only blackened corpses and messy craters remained.

Ao Ning Shuang looked in the direction Qing Yan had fled, a cold smile finally curling her lips.

"Spat blood, lost an arm, and lost half of his main force."

"He's reached the end of his rope."

The surrounding Dragon Race soldiers roared in unison, their morale soaring!

"Long live the Dragon Emperor!"

"Mr. Lin Zhe is invincible!"

"Kill all the rebels!"

The players in the rear were even more excited, and the world channel was instantly flooded.

"Qing Yan was injured by the reflection and ran back!"

"With his main force heavily damaged, Black Wind Valley isn't far from falling!"

Lin Zhe simply retracted his gaze calmly and looked again at the third black formation screen still churning ahead.

"The nuisances are gone."

"Continue breaking the formation."