"Ah!"
A shrill, agonized scream echoed between heaven and earth.
After continuously blocking the attacks of Lin Bai, Huang Qingyun, and Chen Yule, the Black Water Clan's Holy Son ultimately could not withstand Yi Song's assault for long. Nine thunder dragons formed from Purple Firmament Divine Lightning slammed into his back.
A deafening boom rang out.
The Black Water Clan's Holy Son was blasted away like an arrow loosed from a bow, crashing into the mud.
His back was a mangled mess of flesh and blood, exposing stark-white vertebrae.
He was clearly gravely wounded.
"We got him!"
Lin Bai's eyes lit up with joy. He hurriedly controlled his flying sword and flew toward the Black Water Clan.
Chen Yule and Huang Qingyun moved as well, with Yi Song close behind. All of them charged toward the Black Water Clan's Holy Son.
But in the end, it was all in vain.
The muscles at the corners of Beiyu's eyes twitched, and a vicious look spread across his face. "That brat's physical strength is impressive. My Purple Firmament Divine Lightning actually failed to kill him!"
He Ying shook his head.
"Hahaha."
"Now that Calamity Snow and Calamity Wind have been unleashed, if the Black Water Clan really has the guts, then come kill me while enduring Calamity Snow and Calamity Wind!"
He stood atop the crown of the statue holding the seal, his pair of eyes, black as gemstones, staring strangely at the surrounding Calamity Wind and Calamity Snow.
The Black Water Clan was rather rational. "With Calamity Wind and Calamity Snow blocking us, we simply can't hurt him again!"
The Black Water Clan's Holy Son still had lingering fears. He raised a hand and summoned the round shield, making it hover above his palm.
Just as the four of Lin Bai