Lu Wuji's final knot in his heart had finally unraveled. He patted Xue Kuangye on the shoulder and murmured, "You chose the right path. He really is a monster among monsters."
Killing intent flared in Third Young Master Feng's eyes. He charged straight at Xu Yi, raising a hand to summon another bolt of thunder. "An ant is still an ant. Even with wings and armor, it's still—"
"Enough with the nonsense!"
Xu Yi barked, then threw a punch into the air. It shot out like a blazing meteor and slammed into Third Young Master Feng.
A thunderous boom shook the air. Third Young Master Feng was driven into the earth, smashing out a bottomless pit.
The thunder Third Young Master Feng had summoned was trapped inside a cage of fire. For a moment, heavenly thunder churned with earthly flames, and the world blazed with light as bright as day.
With a whoosh, Third Young Master Feng darted out of the pit. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he glared at Xu Yi and said coldly, "I've never seen such pure fire-type spiritual power. How did you manage it?"
"I told you. You talk too much."
Xu Yi gave a cold snort and unleashed a flurry of punches. One blazing meteor after another hurtled toward Third Young Master Feng.
At first, Third Young Master Feng could still dodge. Later, he could only cry out in alarm and pain. In the end, he desperately summoned Spirit Bestowing Thunder to shield himself, no longer daring to attack.
At the same time, the Eastern Guard, led by its two surviving divine generals, launched an assault on Xu Yi.
The moment the Eastern Guard made its move, a fireball barely an inch across appeared in Xu Yi's palm. This pure-white fireball