I must have looked pretty cool just now.
Closing the great doors, Lu Yang pumped a fist hard, venting his secret delight, then resumed the lofty pose of an expert with one hand behind his back.
Why was that the pose of an expert?
Because that was Sky Soaring's whole routine.
Immediately afterward, he quietly split off a strand of Divine Thought and began observing the reactions in the Xuanling Realm and even the Immortal Pivot—yes, he had livestreamed that battle just now.
What a joke. This was a perfect opportunity to promote the Righteous Dao's lightning arts. Of course he would not let it pass, especially the final scene of the lightning talisman executing the heavenly demon—the classic image of an Immortal Lord walking away without looking at the explosion. He had given it a close-up from start to finish, emphasizing how lightning arts restrained Heart Demons.
And just as he had expected, the publicity had worked remarkably well.
As the Primordial Heavenly Demon was refined into drifting ash by lightning, every Golden Core True Lord who witnessed it fell into an indescribable state of shock.
It died just like that?
The Primordial Heavenly Demon, which had annihilated the Dao Court's four Golden Cores with irresistible force and seemed, at first glance, utterly unstoppable, had simply died like that?
At that moment, the Xuanling Realm erupted in cheers.
Though they did not know how powerful the dead Primordial Heavenly Demon had been, Immortal Lord Lu was now in charge of lightning tribulations—and he held grudges—so it was best to cheer and applaud.
The Immortal Pivot, on the other hand, sank into silence.
At Sword Pavilion, atop Extreme Heaven Cliff.
Gangxing Budao True Lord furrowed his brow deeply and gazed up at the Xuanling Realm for a long while before