Suppress with Thunderous Means?

At this rate, escaping danger was merely a matter of time.

Meanwhile, Meng Po's battle against Hongjun's incarnation had already reached a fever pitch.

Divine abilities collided, draining heaven and earth of color; manifestations overturned, and the void wailed.

Spatial cracks spread like a spiderweb, black holes appearing one after another, swallowing and spewing an aura of destruction.

Within a thousand li, not a bird could be seen, beasts lay flattened and stiff, and all vegetation had withered—

Any living creature that drew even slightly near would be ground to dust in an instant by the residual force of the scattered Laws!

In an instant, they would be crushed into nothingness by the violent aftershocks of energy!

The two fought with blade-sharp ferocity, every step steeped in killing intent, neither yielding an inch!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The battle situation was at its height, killing intent boiling over.

A gleam flashed through Hongjun's incarnation's eyes as he suddenly slid two steps back, his figure like smoke, breaking free from the center of the melee in an instant;

then his sleeves billowed, and a cold glint flashed—

A slender sword wreathed in flowing silver light appeared in his hand!

Before the sword even moved, Heavenly Dao Pressure surged forth like a tidal wave!

Nine Heavens Divine Thunder transformed into thunder serpents that coiled and hissed around the blade. Lightning burst forth, making the void hum and tremble!

This sword was anything but ordinary. It had clearly condensed from the origin of the Heavenly Dao, an artifact unwearied by ten thousand calamities!

"Hmph! Taste the true edge of my Heavenly Dao Thunder Sword!"

Before his words had faded, he flicked his wrist. The sword tip abruptly reversed and stabbed straight at Meng Po's heart!

In that instant, countless thunder serpents shot through the air,