Peng Shang, transformed into a Thunder Dharma King, was even more savage than imagined.
Lin Daochuan knew his own strength well. The other party had been at the middle stage of Great Ascension for three hundred years, and he was probably about to break through to the late stage.
As for him, he had only advanced to the peak of Dao Integration a mere hundred years ago.
Killing the other party would be very difficult. Even if he threw his entire life into it, he might not be able to trade one-for-one with him. At most, he could gravely injure him.
His mission only required him to deliberately enrage one of the Supremes of Peng's Immortal Land and draw their attention over.
Second was preserving himself. He did not want his precious grandson to not even have acknowledged his ancestors and returned to the clan before he, the grandfather, died outside.
A life was only one life. Once it was gone, it was gone.
No matter how many thousands of years you had bitterly cultivated, it would all have to turn into shattered shadows!
"( ‵□′ ) Lin Daochuan, do not flee..."
"Today, this Supreme will surely take your dog head...!"
The commotion caused by the thunder phenomenon startled Lin Heng, who was secretly gathering information. Without hesitation, he swiftly rushed toward the source.
A thousand li away, when he pierced through to the scene in the distance, Lin Heng's whole body went numb.
He saw Lin Daochuan fleeing madly up ahead like a pig, while thunderbolts as thick as heads continuously streaked past behind him. Every stretch of mountain forest they crossed instantly turned into a sea of flames.
The Peng Clan ancestor, like a thunder god, held thunder in his hand as he chased from behind.
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