"Purple Cloud Divine Thunder, specially effective against demons and monsters. Legend says this thunder was the manifestation of Dao patterns above the Purple Clouds, a heavenly thunder of the divine path." The moment Xie Wei heard this, he was visibly moved.
The divine thunder blazed in majestic fury. Its violent yet supremely yang aura made every demon feel as though a massive boulder were pressing down on them, their calves going weak despite themselves.
This was not emotional fear, but trembling and awe that came from the soul.
"Boom!"
The Corpse Vulture crashed down, throwing dust into the sky.
The Demon Cultivators focused their eyes and saw that the corpse fiend, once so utterly arrogant that they had needed to join forces just to barely hold it back, had been blasted black and charred, torn into pieces.
The divine thunder's restraint was simply unparalleled.
One strike had blasted the fiend into the dust.
Had they used any other method, even exhausting the strength of nine oxen and two tigers might not have won them any advantage.
"Be careful. Someone is nearby. The Purple Cloud Divine Thunder came from his hand," He Chuan said tensely at that moment.
"Black Wolf wasn't mistaken earlier. The one capable of unleashing Purple Cloud Divine Thunder isn't a fiend." Xie Wei nodded, then cupped his hands toward the surroundings and called loudly, "May I ask which fellow cultivator has arrived? Could you come out for a meeting? If you also want this corpse, there may be room for discussion."
"You're quite willing to give it up."
At that moment, a black figure slowly emerged from a patch of shadow not far away.
It was Qin He, who had been watching the battle.
Qin He had not intended to reveal himself so early, but the Corpse