Ding ding ding! One arrow after another struck the Triangular Thunder Monster, yet without exception, they were all deflected away.
Boom boom boom! Three pillars of lightning directly intercepted Wu Yanshan and the others as they shot away. Thunder roared all around them. The Triangular Thunder Monster spat out a lightning spike, which streaked across the sky at an inconceivable speed. The nearest round-faced old man hurriedly summoned a pair of azure maces and struck upward. With a hum, the round-faced old man was sent flying backward. On the surface, he seemed unharmed.
But the round-faced old man let out a miserable scream. His body seemed unable to withstand the overwhelming force, and cracks burst across him one after another as blood sprayed from within.
The round-faced old man clearly could not suppress the bizarre force of the Triangular Thunder Monster that had seeped into his body. His immortal essence was obstructed, and a bolt of lightning struck his crown, burning a bloody hole straight through the top of his head.
Wu Yanshan and the remaining cloaked middle-aged man were instantly overcome by terror. The round-faced old man's strength was no weaker than theirs, yet he had been unable to withstand a single strike from the Triangular Thunder Monster. Disha, a Triangular Thunder Monster, was exceedingly rare in the Immortal Realm. Most of the Heavenly Court's records about it came from the Immortal-Demon Battlefield. Having experienced Disha's might firsthand, they found it far more terrifying than the scant few sentences recorded in writing.
What drove Wu Yanshan and the cloaked middle-aged man to despair was that the Triangular Thunder Monster had already sealed off this stretch of void with the power of lightning, severing their connection with the surrounding space. They could no longer draw in the slightest trace of