Just as that hair-raising aura of destruction erupted like a volcano, a dazzling violet bolt of lightning descended in a straight line with world-destroying force, swift as thunder before one could cover one's ears.
Compared to the lightning dragon from before, this bolt's power was simply beyond comparison. It was like a soul-reaping messenger from the Nine Nether Hell, intent on destroying every living thing beneath heaven.
With a deafening boom, like ten thousand horses galloping and mountains collapsing as the earth split apart, everyone's eardrums ached and their heads spun.
After that earthshaking thunderclap, at the instant the mountain-toppling, sea-overturning forces of both sides crashed together, the entire sky seemed to be ripped open by a bottomless, enormous rift. It was as though even time and space had frozen at that moment.
Bai Ze and the others below suddenly shuddered from head to toe as an irresistible shockwave surged toward them, forcing their bodies to stagger rapidly backward several steps before they barely managed to steady themselves.
At the same time, threads of scarlet blood slowly seeped from the corners of their mouths, running down their chins and dripping onto the ground, where they splashed into tiny crimson blossoms.
Watching this scene, Bai Ze and the others all showed deep apprehension in their eyes.
Clearly, they had never expected that even with the three of them joining forces, they still could not completely destroy this terrifying power. Instead, they had been forcibly driven back by it.
Even more alarming, the strange giant eye hanging high in the sky was emitting a chilling light, as though it would never rest until it had wiped them out completely.
Seeing the situation grow increasingly dire, Bai Ze suddenly shouted. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a treasured sword glittering