"You've got some nerve!"
A furious roar shook the vast sea.
Night Mishah abruptly reverted to his Demon King True Form, and the trident in his hand slashed fiercely at the azure thunder in the air.
In an instant, his hundred-zhang body was engulfed by violent lightning, and the dazzling electric light illuminated the gloomy trench as brightly as day.
"Splash!"
Night Mishah suddenly retreated dozens of zhang, shock flashing through his eyes. "What powerful lightning techniques."
The Sea Yaksha Clan carried within their bloodline the inheritance of the Lord of Thunder Marsh, who had been known in the Ancient Era for commanding all lightning. They were born with an exceptionally high affinity for the Thunder Law, and in this regard, they rarely encountered rivals.
Yet in that exchange, he had been suppressed by Song Changsheng—in the lightning techniques he took the greatest pride in.
Song Changsheng moved against the chaotic undercurrents of the seabed, lightning surging in his palm. Facing an entire clan alone, he showed not the slightest fear.
To the proud and competitive Night Mishah, such behavior was nothing less than an invisible humiliation.
"Die!"
After steadying himself, Night Mishah charged at Song Changsheng once more.
Song Changsheng deliberately restrained his strength, creating the illusion that they were equally matched as he gradually lured Night Mishah out of the trench. He only needed to bring him to a distance where Night Fu Ke could not arrive with reinforcements immediately, and then he would be confident of severely wounding Night Mishah in a single strike.
Once that step was accomplished, everything afterward would be simple.
The reason he had concealed his strength and deliberately shown weakness was chiefly to numb Night Fu Ke's vigilance.
Based on their previous encounters, Night Fu Ke was the strongest and most steady