Send Ning Fengzhi a Message

"Damn... this wasn't in the script..." Zhao Linchuan's consciousness blurred, leaving him with only this absurd thought. "Wasn't Rainbow Seven fine as long as you wore insulated gloves...?"

"Boy! How does it feel?" Gu Rong floated not far away, admiring Zhao Linchuan's miserable state as though appreciating a perfect work of art. His voice brimmed with cruel delight. "Who gave you the nerve to lay hands on a Titled Douluo?"

"You're simply courting death!" A vicious glint flashed through his eyes. Taking advantage of Zhao Linchuan's grave injuries and helpless state, his hooked bone claw tore through the rain curtain with a piercing shriek and lunged viciously for Zhao Linchuan's throat!

He wanted to crush the throat of this little bastard who had brought him such tremendous humiliation with his own hands!

Just as the bone claw was about to touch Zhao Linchuan's charred skin—

Zhao Linchuan's tightly shut eyes snapped open!

Fine strands of azure lightning flickered through his pupils!

It was the manifestation of the violent Soul Power within his body bursting through his flesh!

"Get lost!!!"

A roar that seemed to rise from the Nine Netherworlds!

The Azure Light Demon-Slaying Sword clenched in Zhao Linchuan's right hand moved at a speed beyond the limits of thought—zero startup frames!

The violent Soul Power accumulated to the point of explosion upon the blade, mixed with the lingering power of Heavenly Lightning, erupted with a deafening blast!

Roar—!!!

An unimaginable azure dragon formed from pure, destructive lightning surged forth from the sword tip with a furious roar!

Its body stretched dozens of zhang long, its scales and claws vivid and lifelike, while savage lightning danced within its dragon eyes!

Wherever it passed, Space twisted, and the raindrops filling the sky instantly evaporated into nothingness!

There was simply too much Soul Power inside Zhao Linchuan's body right now. He did not need any preparation at all to unleash a supreme technique like Azure Dragon--Falling Devil.

The savage grin on Gu Rong's face instantly froze, replaced by boundless shock and terror! Never had the shadow of death felt so clear!

"Seventh Soul Skill! Bone Dragon True Body!! Ninth Soul Skill! Ossified Divine Dragon!!" At the brink of life and death, Gu Rong unleashed every ounce of his potential!

Without the slightest hesitation, he activated his strongest defensive Spirit Skills at the same time!

The enormous Bone Dragon True Body instantly solidified. Then, the Ninth Soul Ring flashed madly as a hundred-meter Ossified Divine Dragon emerged, wrapping tightly around him and forming an airtight cocoon of dragon bones!

Rumble—!!!!!!!

The lightning azure dragon and the bone dragon cocoon collided violently at the heart of the thunderclouds ten thousand meters in the sky like two meteors!

An indescribable explosion erupted!

It was as though primordial chaos had shattered when heaven and earth first opened!

Blinding light instantly swallowed the entire sky, illuminating the dark stormy heavens as brightly as day!

A violent ring-shaped shockwave spread outward, forcibly tearing a massive hole through the lead-heavy thunderclouds!

The gale, torrential rain, and lightning all seemed to have been paused at that instant!

The blast's aftermath crashed viciously into Zhao Linchuan like a world-destroying tsunami.

His already badly injured body was flung away like a kite with its string cut, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. His consciousness sank into darkness, and only the instinctive beating of the Light Wings behind his back kept him from plummeting straight to the ground.

Meanwhile, Gu Rong's bone dragon cocoon let out a teeth-grinding sound like shattering glazed glass under the devastating impact of the lightning azure dragon!

Spiderweb-like cracks spread across the incomparably sturdy bone armor before it finally exploded with a thunderous bang!

Revealing Gu Rong himself within, his entire body charred black, his bone spurs broken, thick smoke billowing from him!

"Puh—!" Gu Rong vomited blood wildly, mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his aura instantly weakened to the extreme.

That terrifying impact had not only destroyed his defenses, but also injured his internal organs!

He could no longer maintain flight. Like a falling meteor, his body hurtled toward Little Lotus Mountain below with a shrill howl through the air!

Boom!!!

With a dull crash, Gu Rong's charred body slammed heavily into a relatively flat stretch of rock atop the mountain, smashing out a deep crater and scattering rubble everywhere.

He lay at the bottom of the crater, his limbs twitching faintly as black blood and the stench of burnt flesh continuously spilled from his mouth and nose. He had already lost consciousness, and whether he lived or died was unknown.

Enduring the tearing pain throughout his body and his hazy consciousness, Zhao Linchuan struggled to control his Light Wings and slowly descended.

He landed at the edge of the crater and looked down from above at Gu Rong, who lay at the bottom like a lump of charcoal, barely clinging to life.

All around them, the remaining azure electric snakes slithered through rubble and scorched earth with sizzling sounds like living creatures, bathing the area in an eerie glow.

Second by second, time passed. Every second felt incomparably long.

Zhao Linchuan silently regulated his breathing, suppressing the still-violent Soul Power rampaging through his body as he waited.

Who knew how much time had passed...

At last, a black dot rapidly enlarged at the horizon, piercing through the rain curtain as it shot toward Little Lotus Mountain with unmatched sword intent!

"Finally..." Zhao Linchuan pulled his lips into a cold curve. Lowering his gaze toward the unconscious Gu Rong in the crater, his icy voice pierced clearly through the wind and rain.

"Gu Rong, do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

Gu Rong at the bottom of the crater seemed to be stirred by those words. He twitched slightly, let out a pained groan, and painstakingly opened his eyes a sliver. His clouded gaze was filled with fear and resentment.

Naturally, he too had sensed that familiar, powerful aura belonging to Chen Xin approaching.

"Y-you little bastard... m-my reinforcements are here... y-you're dead... H-hurry... let this old man go..." He used up the last of his strength. His voice was hoarse like a broken bellows, yet it still carried a bluffing threat.

"Oh?" Zhao Linchuan raised a brow and casually curled a finger. A tiny Azure Arc shot out like a spirit snake, striking Gu Rong's charred ankle with perfect precision.

"Argh—!" Gu Rong let out a shrill scream, and his body convulsed violently!

"Looks like you've chosen death?" Zhao Linchuan's voice carried a trace of regret, but his eyes were cold as blades.

"No... no..." Boundless terror finally completely consumed Gu Rong's eyes. Before the shadow of death, he cast aside his last shred of dignity. "Live... I want to live..."

"Good." Zhao Linchuan nodded in satisfaction, then his tone turned stern. "Remember this. Help me pass a message to Ning Fengzhi."

"Sign that agreement! Immediately! At once! Send it to Spirit Hall!"

His gaze swept across the twelve kites that still flashed with dangerous electric light amid the remaining thunderclouds, and a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. "Otherwise... the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can prepare to be erased from the continent!"

Before his words had even faded, Zhao Linchuan fiercely clenched his five fingers at the empty air!

"Thunderclap Lure—disperse!"

Boom—!!!!

He instantly detonated the remaining lightning power accumulated within the twelve kites and chains!

But this time, the violent energy did not focus on attacking Gu Rong. Instead, under Zhao Linchuan's precise control, most of it was forcibly diverted toward the ground below like floodwaters released from a dam!

Only a small portion lashed violently against the ground around Gu Rong like uncontrolled lightning whips!

For a moment, the mountain crumbled and the earth split! Sand and stones flew everywhere!