"Have you had enough?"
Lu Feng slowly withdrew the spiritual energy surrounding Feng Yuan. After stabilizing the latter's injuries, he rose solemnly to his feet, his icy gaze fixed straight upon Leveling Sky Venerable.
"If you're done making a scene, then it's my turn!"
His cold words were like a frigid blade in winter, making Leveling Sky Venerable shudder.
When he came back to his senses, however, he realized that the chill did not stem entirely from Lu Feng's words. At this moment, the region around QuFu Mountain had been enveloped by an unimaginably terrifying, grim killing intent.
"Don't you want the Burial Gold Dipper? Here, take it!"
Lu Feng casually raised a hand toward Old Book's statue. The hand the statue had held behind its back suddenly extended forward, and lightning several times denser than what Leveling Sky Venerable had previously gathered emerged around it, converging into a spear in an instant.
A terrifying Thunder Spear that had fused countless bolts of lightning into one!
"That's impossible!"
Leveling Sky Venerable's face filled with terror as he withdrew to flee the spear's lock. Only now did he suddenly understand. What formation could absorb and dissipate lightning power? It had all been because of the Burial Gold Dipper. His lightning had not been neutralized—it had been absorbed by the Burial Gold Dipper.
First, a defensive formation had bled away the might of his lightning dragons. Then, an arcane formation had concealed the aura of the Burial Gold Dipper devouring lightning.
Such methods...
Leveling Sky Venerable swallowed heavily, realizing that he had been schemed against by the young man below yet again!
Thinking of the lightning dragons he had desperately unleashed earlier under Lu Feng's deliberate taunts...
They had now become another's wedding dress!
Thinking of the dreadful force now contained within