Despite being injured, Chrysanthemum Douluo's Ninth Spirit Skill was still tremendously powerful, forcing Jade Lord Douluo and Sword Douluo to stay vigilant.
However, one of them was a level ninety-six Titled Douluo, while the other, though only level ninety-three, possessed strength comparable to a level ninety-five Titled Douluo with Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda enhancement.
Though they did not dare lower their guard, the two Titled Douluo were still handling things with ease.
While the two Titled Douluo entangled Chrysanthemum Douluo, Zhao Xuan naturally turned his gaze toward Ghost Douluo nearby.
Gui Mei sensed it and looked up, only to see Zhao Xuan's faintly smiling expression. The chilling killing intent within it made his heart tremble.
Terrifying lightning condensed into a longbow in Zhao Xuan's hands. With a flick of his hand, he rapidly fired three long arrows, so fast they dazzled the eye.
Ghost Douluo's mind trembled even more. Not only did the Purple Gold lightning itself possess an oppressive force against sinister beings, but the moment that radiance appeared, a scene from long ago seemed to unfold before his eyes once more.
"Old Ghost! Dodge!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo, controlling his Ninth Spirit Skill, widened his eyes and shouted at Ghost Douluo. Ghost Douluo shuddered, then gritted his teeth and swiftly dodged to the side.
At the very last moment before the arrows reached him, he barely evaded the three shots. But when the lightning arrows struck the ground, threads of lightning snakes spread across the earth like a net. Ghost Douluo, who had yet to escape the Lightning Net's range, was still scorched by the terrifying divine lightning. Lightning crawled over his body, and Ghost Douluo could not help but shriek.
"Ah!"
A long howl, like the shrill cry of a vicious ghost, sent waves of sound