A ball of dark green flames, hissing and groaning, shot toward Lei Long.
The Netherflame Bullet's power was not bad, given Lei Dong's current cultivation and understanding of the spell. It might work against a mere Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, but even a Golden Core Stage Cultivator wouldn't fear this move, let alone Lei Long, who seemed to be at the Spirit Transmutation Realm. Yet Lei Long, in human form, looked utterly shocked and terrified, as if he'd just witnessed a spell capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Boom! Caught completely off guard, Lei Long took the Netherflame Bullet head-on. Green flames blazed over him, but he emerged without a scratch. He blinked at Lei Dong and asked innocently, "Is that it?"
Lei Dong was at a loss for words. Lei Long really was far too abnormal. He'd taken the attack with nothing but his flesh, and it had felt like a tickle, even when it hit him in the face. At the very least, the Netherflame Bullet could shatter a boulder over a zhang tall. That showed just how terrifying Spirit Transmutation Realm cultivators—hailed as top-tier experts—really were.
"Ah! What an incredible spell!" Lei Long cried out with exaggerated theatrics, flying backward in a pitiful arc. After "struggling" for quite some time, he finally managed to get back to his feet. Pale-faced, he said, "Challenger, your strength is extraordinary. This guardian is far inferior to you. The Soul Fruit is yours."
Watching from afar, Tantai Bingyun and the Saintess stared at each other. That actually worked? They nearly fell out of the sky. Fortunately, they'd already decided to let Lei Dong have the Soul Fruit. Though they felt somewhat put out, all they could do was smile wryly. This Soul Fruit guardian was quite the clown.
Lei Dong, for