Boom! Boom! Boom! Heaven and earth transformed into a thunder prison. Under Chu Mu's meticulously devised soul-locking system, every bolt of Thunder struck the Demon Magic Dharma Body with pinpoint accuracy.
Every strike was equivalent to an attack from a Nascent Soul Middle Stage Great Expert.
Though it lacked the blessing of heaven and earth's power and thus posed somewhat less of a threat to a Nascent Soul Great Expert in the true sense—
Even ants could bite an elephant to death. This Thunder Hell Puppet, whose offensive power had reached the utmost limit of its own capabilities, did not unleash merely one or two bolts of Thunder in an instant.
Bolts as thick as arms crashed down, and with every strike, swathes of tentacles exploded. Mucus evaporated, while a dense stench mixed with the rolling reek of scorched flesh surged through heaven and earth.
The demon, which relied on its Dharma Body to obtain immense power, was ultimately constrained by this towering hundred-zhang Dharma Body.
Beneath the thunder prison, there was nowhere to evade! The demon roared!
The unleashed sonic force was like an exploding water surface, ripples spreading ring after ring across the night sky. Many bolts of Thunder that had yet to fully descend seemed to abruptly lose their targets beneath those ripples. Like headless flies, they darted wildly about before exhausting their power and vanishing on their own.
The demon struck with its palm. With a deafening boom, a ruptured space exploded directly before Chu Mu. Swept up by the palm wind, he was nearly dragged into that suddenly contracting, shattered space.
Yet at that very moment, the demon feinted. Its descending giant palm abruptly changed direction and fiercely slammed toward the Thunder Hell Puppet, which was still unleashing terrifying bolts of Thunder.
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