However, the moment he released the Ancient Cangmu True Intent, a vast surge of thunder turned the Ancient Cangmu gathered in his sea of consciousness into charred wood.
With a cry, Old Man Kumoku spat out a mouthful of foul blood. The Prosperity-Wither Willow spun rapidly, and eight leaves tore free from its branches, wrapping tightly around him as they did everything they could to withstand the thunder crashing down from the sky.
The battle had only just begun, yet this was the result. Everyone surrounding them stared in stunned disbelief.
"He cultivates both fire and thunder! Such magnificent thunder—he's refined it to this degree?"
"Old Demon Kumoku's cultivation is no small matter, yet he's been driven into the mud right from the start. Glorious, glorious!"
"Witnessing this battle has made the trip worthwhile."
"..."
The crowd was thrilled, while Lu Zhenhai was overjoyed. Xu Yi had used the momentum of the battle to wrest away that Gold Order Talisman, and the loss had pained him to the bone.
His ancestors had once held high office, on the level of a Divine Lord in the Earth Palace, but that was a long time ago. The blessings their family had accumulated had nearly run dry, and all they had left now were a few order talismans to keep up appearances.
Even so, the Gold Order Talisman in his possession had been his last one.
He could hardly bear the thought of Xu Yi taking it. Fortunately, Xu Yi had shown enough strength to make the Gold Order Talisman worthwhile, rekindling Lu Zhenhai's hopes.
"I yield, I yield..."
Wrapped in the leaves, Old Ancestor Kumoku shouted with all his might.
He truly couldn't hold on any longer. Before this terrifying Thunder True Intent, the Ancient Cangmu True Intent he had cultivated was