Suddenly, Xiao Chen came to his senses and inwardly cursed. Faced with such ferocious might, he had been far too composed—so composed that he had completely broken character as a Fifth Realm weakling who had slipped in through connections.
So, in the next breath, horror filled his face. Terrified and helpless, he threw a punch.
The onlookers relaxed. Just as they had thought, the well-connected youth had only looked so calm because excessive fear had robbed him of control over his facial muscles.
After that brief daze, terror finally surfaced.
The well-connected youth would probably piss himself in fright.
"My dear nephew, go in peace. One day, I will slaughter every last one of your enemies and avenge you!"
Amid the surging bloodlight, Ma Yi roared in anguish, unleashing boundless grief!
"Avenge him? You?" Xiao Lingfeng sneered.
"It's over. This proves that those who rely on connections are doomed!"
Soul lightning crashed down, its blazing tails gathering into countless beams. In an instant, ghostly howls filled the sky, raining down upon the void and engulfing the spot where Xiao Chen stood.
"Heavenly Thunder Mountain-Splitting Bow, heed my command!"
As the sinister radiance of blood lightning enveloped him, Xiao Chen's terror vanished. His King Sea shone, and an ancient divine bow floated within it, gathering ten thousand lightning serpents. Surging lightning struck dread into all things evil.
The Heavenly Thunder Sacred Art was the bane of all evil.
The moment the Heavenly Thunder Mountain-Splitting Bow appeared, every ghost fell silent.
"Heavenly... thunder might?"
"No!"
Amid the screams, lightning swallowed the world, annihilating countless souls.
"A lightning artifact?" Xia Yinnan shuddered. Sinister, eerie beings feared lightning above all else. Though Eulogy of Sacrifice manifested as blood lightning, it was actually an accumulation of resentment, possessing only lightning's form and none of its