With the Nine Earths Thunder Lance in hand, I casually spun it. Thunder immediately crackled along the shaft, and as it howled through the air, it seemed as though wind and lightning were rising together. Its presence was extraordinary.
"Ha ha, what a fine spear!"
This spear suited my attributes and had been forged by the Lightning Clan. Its grade could not be low. Holding it, I called out to the Lightning Clan man from afar, "Thank you for the gift, Senior!"
The Medicine Clan woman was burning with rage. She raised her sword and slashed at me. "Junior, die!"
I smiled faintly. Earlier, I had already noticed that although this woman had reached the level of a Venerable, she did not seem skilled in actual combat.
Perhaps she had been born into a prominent clan and had never faced any life-or-death danger since she began cultivating. Or perhaps everyone in the Medicine Clan only knew how to refine pills and did not know how to fight?
In any case, her previous moves had all been rigid and predictable. After one move was broken, she would simply use another. It was like children standing in place and trading blows—stupid beyond measure.
If I had not wanted to test how powerful my various methods had become, I would have defeated her long ago.
Using the Three Thousand Lightning Movement, I twisted several times and easily evaded her sword, arriving behind her. I thrust out with the lance. The spear shot forth like a dragon, thunder exploding as it stabbed straight toward her back.
"This is bad! Aunt, dodge!" Yao Xingji shouted anxiously.
But how could there still be time? Terror covered the Medicine Clan woman's face as dense Green Dou Qi wildly poured from her back, trying to stop me.
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