Cleaning Up the Battlefield

At this moment, only Venerable Thunder and Feng Qing'er remained. It was not that Venerable Thunder did not want to save them; it was simply too late.

"Thunder God's Wrath...!" Lightning erupted from Venerable Thunder's body as a thundercloud hundreds of feet wide suddenly appeared. A colossal fist of lightning came crashing down.

Xiao Yi Xian formed a seal with both hands before pushing forward. A gray palm imprint surged out and violently collided with the lightning fist dozens of feet wide.

"Boom...!"

After the deafening explosion, Venerable Thunder spat out a mouthful of blood, and a faint layer of gray appeared on his face.

"Today, the debts of that day will be repaid!" Xiao Yi Xian's soft voice rang out. Her hand seals shifted, and countless gray leaves shot forth, passing through the last patch of lightning.

Within that gray torrent, the lightning rapidly faded away. The torrent passed through and then dissipated, while Venerable Thunder fell with an ashen face.

Only Feng Qing'er remained now. All the Dou Zun experts had died, leaving her alone. She no longer had any power to resist. Xiao Heng gave her an indifferent glance and said, "Kill her!"

"Mm!" As soon as he spoke, Xiao Yan's figure flashed forward, appearing before Feng Qing'er. His fist struck her directly in the chest.

Her chest caved in, and powerful force burst out from Feng Qing'er's back. Xiao Yan grabbed her head with his other hand, and a wisp of gray flame shot out, piercing through her brow and destroying her soul.

At this moment, Zi Yan also jumped down from the altar. Mu Qingluan and the rest of Starfall Pavilion were there as well. Their expressions were complicated as they looked at Xiao Heng. They had only heard that this newly promoted elder was