Two thunderclaps rang out in rapid succession, so close together that they blended into one like an explosion, sending the souls of every Authority Priest and Hall Master in the great hall quaking.
Before they could react, the thunder had not yet faded when lightning already poured down from above Dongyang Jin's head.
In the eyes of the many Authority Priests and Hall Masters, Dongyang Jin seemed to have gone stupid at that moment. The surging Fire Spirit Energy around him, even the aura of his spirit essence, stalled for an instant.
The pause was exceedingly brief—brief enough to be ignored.
Yet that instant, so brief it could be ignored, sealed Dongyang Jin's defeat.
Under the crimson Chiyang Divine Thunder, lightning coiled around Dongyang Jin's body. His limbs trembled without cease, wisps of green smoke rose from him, carrying the faint scent of scorched flesh.
With a whoosh, chilling Sword Fiend energy abruptly spread out. Everyone's vision blurred, and the Purple Spirit Immortal Sword was already pressed against the vital point between Dongyang Jin's brows.
Threads of grim Sword Fiend energy had already pierced Dongyang Jin's skin. A line of bright red blood trickled down his face, exceptionally glaring.
Locked down by Ye Zhen's Purple Spirit Immortal Sword, even with Late Dao Realm cultivation, Dongyang Jin did not dare make a rash move.
Dongyang Jin could feel that as long as Ye Zhen pushed forward with the sword tip against his brow, his head would immediately be churned into pulp.
The terrifying Baleful Intent contained within the sword light might even heavily wound—or scatter—his spirit essence.
More importantly, Dongyang Jin sensed the killing intent in Ye Zhen's eyes.
That utterly indifferent killing intent.
He felt that if he dared risk resisting, Ye Zhen would truly dare drive this Acquired Spirit