Slaying the Little Thunder King

You deserve to die!

A fierce glint flashed in the Grey Giant's eyes, and gray threads surged between its brows, transforming directly into a strange, demonic eye filled with a dense, malevolent aura.

"Desolate Demonic Eyes!"

The demonic eyes split open, and a dangerously sharp gray beam of light shot out from them, rapidly tearing through the void as it arrived.

"Damn it, Lin Dong, do you really think I, Little Thunder King, am easy to bully?!"

As Lei Qian watched the attack that came silently like a leech, his body trembled. Fierce arcs of lightning surged wildly across his body, and the overwhelming lightning Origin Energy transformed into a sea of thunder that hung in the Nether Void.

"That's... the Thunder Emperor Canon? One of the Yuan Sect Three Great Divine Canons?"

"Lei Qian has brought out his trump card, and this battle will soon be over."

"The Desolate Demonic Eyes, like the Great Desolation Body, is Hall Suppressing Martial Arts of the Dao Sect's Desolate Hall, and they are equally excellent."

A commotion arose among the crowd. Some with keen eyesight had already recognized the martial arts technique used by Little Thunder King, and they all suppressed their shock and continued watching.

"Thunder Emperor Canon, the World-Extinguishing Spear!"

As Lei Qian's fingertips rapidly changed their hand seals, a silver lightning spear, hundreds of feet long, was compressed and shot out, accompanied by waves of chilling energy, colliding violently with the gray beam of light that tore through the void.

"Pfft! Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

Two beams of light, one gray and one purple, collided violently. Representing two completely different types of power, they frantically eroded each other with all their might. There was no earth-shattering sound of the collision, but it was as if the entire world had fallen into a strange Stasis.

"Bang!!!"

Even though the gray beam of light tried its best to erode and corrode most of the huge lightning spear that had transformed into a hundred-foot-long bolt of lightning, it still eventually dissipated into the world unwillingly due to insufficient energy.

"Hahaha, Lin Dong, what can you do to me? I have the Thunder Emperor Canon Scripture, one of the Yuan Sect Three Great Divine Canons, to suppress myself. What about you? Where is your Desolate Hall's unparalleled masterpiece, the Great Desolation Scripture? Show it to me!"

Upon seeing this, Lei Qian let out a long breath and then pointed at Lin Dong, laughing wildly.

Heaven has shown mercy! Since the start of the battle, he has finally blocked one of Lin Dong's attacks, disrupting his attack rhythm. Now it's time for Little Thunder King to launch a counterattack!

"I have never seen such a strange request."

The Grey Giant, its feet firmly planted on the earth, suddenly knelt on one knee, its right palm lightly touching the ground, and softly chanted, "Descend! Great Desolation Scripture!"

"Boom!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the earth suddenly began to surge violently, and a bizarre wave rapidly spread outwards from its center.

"Buzz!"

Under the cover of this strange fluctuation, the crimson land quickly turned yellow and withered, the earth cracked, and the power of the entire world seemed to be drawn away by some inexplicable means. The desolate atmosphere gradually spread to every corner of this world.

Ten li, twenty li, thirty li..., ninety li!

In the blink of an eye, the vast Flame basins were transformed into a Desolate Land by that strange fluctuation, never to return to their former Life Force.

An overwhelming Desolation Power erupted from the earth like a volcanic eruption, gathering within the Grey Giant and rapidly propelling its aura to new heights.

"The Great... Great Desolation Scripture? How is that possible? Since Zhou Tong, the Dao Sect has not had anyone who could wield the Great Desolation Scripture for over a hundred years!"

Lei Qian's lips parted slightly in despair, his expression filled with shock.

"The Great Desolation Scripture, the foremost of the Four Great Scripture the Dao Sect, has actually appeared. Could it be that this year's Sect Competition will repeat the grand occasion of a hundred years ago, with the Dao Sect completely dominating the Yuan Sect?"

"This is incredible! The Dao Sect is about to rise to power, and this person is the next Zhou Tong!!"

The debut of the Great Desolation Scripture in front of many Super Sect in the Eastern Xuan Region completely shocked every sect team present, and many powerful figures spread the news far and wide.

It was definitely worth the trip! Absolutely worth the trip!!

"Then, here it is!"

The Grey Giant suddenly raised its head, and to Lei Qian's utter shock, it clenched its five fingers together and slammed them down.

"The Great Desolation Scripture, the Great Desolation Imprisoning Heavenly Hand!"

A desolate giant hand, exuding endless ancient aura, suddenly emerged from the void. On the ancient giant hand stood a blurry figure, seemingly transcending all heavens, with his hands behind his back. He was a top-tier ancient Great Master who had crossed the river of time.

"No! Thunder Emperor Canon, Thunder Demonic Prison!!"

Faced with the terrifying prospect of Life and Death, Lei Qian frantically formed hand seals, and the sea of thunder behind him instantly went berserk. Faintly, an ancient thunder prison capable of suppressing heaven and earth was rapidly taking shape.

The desolate hand that crashed down with a deafening roar blotted out the sky and sun, and for a moment it was trapped in the ancient prison of thunder, which was like a quagmire, and a stalemate ensued.

"Hmph! Shatter!"

As if sensing something, the blurry figure suddenly opened its eyes, extended a long, slender hand, and lightly pressed down, its voice hoarse and weathered.

"Bang!!!"

The ancient hand, filled with Desolation Power, seemed to be instantly infused with a soul. The mighty Thunder Prison trembled slightly and vanished into nothingness in Lei Qian's extremely ugly eyes.

Lei Qian, who was hidden in the Thunder Ancient Prison, didn't even have time to scream before he was instantly crushed by the ancient hand amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd.

"Boom!!!"

The aftershocks spread outwards, distorting the heavens and earth. A terrifying shockwave spread wildly, leaving a palm print hundreds of feet long directly on the vast basin below.

Little Thunder King, one of the Yuan Gate Three Little Kings, is dead!

"..."

The field fell into a deathly silence.

The Sect Competition hasn't even entered its final stage yet, and one of the Yuan Gate Three Little Kings has already been suppressed by the Chief Seat the Dao Sect? Such an earth-shattering secret hasn't happened in over a hundred years.

Oh no! Something terrible has happened! The Yuan Sect and the Dao Sect are about to go to war!

At this moment, countless elders from various sects paled and immediately pulled their sects back in a frantic retreat.

"Lin Dong! You dared to kill my Yuan Sect's Little Thunder King! Your crime deserves death!!"

As the roar, like that of a wounded beast, fell, Yuan Cang, wielding Iron Sword and stepping on a powerful pillar of Origin Energy, launched a fatal blow at the frail figure who had just emerged from his Grey Giant form.

"Hahaha, Yuan Cang, let me have a go at you!"

Before Yuan Cang could even get close to Lin Dong, a tall, slender figure, also radiating rich Origin Energy, rushed over and collided with him amidst countless moved gazes.

"Boom!!!"

Origin Energy surged wildly, and both figures were forced to retreat seven steps in mid-air before finally stopping. This person's cultivation was in no way weaker than Yuan Cang's.

Both are at the Life Mysterious Stage, Minor Achievement!

"Chen Kui, how dare you stop me! You're asking for death!!"

Enraged, Yuan Cang stomped his foot, unleashing a torrent of Origin Energy that surged forth, even forming a roaring ocean of Origin Energy behind him.

"Since it's a fair fight, Life and Death and death are preordained, so how can there be any talk of sin?"

Chen Kui, wearing Ghost Face Mask, stood with his hands behind his back, showing no weakness in his confrontation.