Yellow Emperor, White Emperor, and Su Nü turned to look at Jiang Ping'an. Jiang Ping'an calmly said to the five Immortal True Dragons, "Before you landed on the island, did none of you ask around to find out who killed the Great Black Heavenly Devil God so badly that he even lost his own lair?"
"In any case, it wasn't you humans!" an immortal Azure Dragon snorted furiously. "Our patience is limited. If you still don't get lost, don't blame us for being impolite!"
With that, it spat a pillar-thick bolt of azure divine thunder at Jiang Ping'an.
This azure divine thunder was no ordinary divine thunder. It was Yimu Divine Thunder, condensed from the essence of wood, and the power of law it contained was exceedingly strange. It was not destruction, but transformation. Once struck, Immortal Matter would be forcibly transformed into a wooden structure, and even the Divine Soul would be woodified and imprisoned.
Jiang Ping'an's expression did not change. The Distance-Ignoring Wings gave a gentle beat, and his figure vanished from where he stood. The Yimu Divine Thunder brushed past the hem of his robe and blasted into the earth below.
The ground silently split open into a bottomless fissure. The rocks along the edge of the crack actually turned into emerald-green wood, and even sprouted branches and leaves.
What formidable Yimu Divine Thunder, Jiang Ping'an praised inwardly, but he was not alarmed.
When that immortal Azure Dragon saw its strike miss, a trace of surprise flashed through its eyes. It had lived for over a million years, and its Yimu Divine Thunder rarely failed. It had not expected this human to dodge it so effortlessly.
"You've got some skill!" the Azure Dragon snorted coldly. "But with just a few humans like you, you think you're worthy