Seeing the terrifying thunderbolt bearing down in an instant, Yao Wenyuan's expression changed. He had no time to wonder how Ning Wangshu had so easily taken control of the Great Heavenly Thunder Seal he had cast.
He hurriedly formed hand seals and summoned a powerful Defensive magic item to block the attack...
"Boom!"
In an instant, the terrifying thunderbolt slammed into the Defensive magic item Yao Wenyuan had just brought forth.
Its dreadful power erupted!
In the blink of an eye!
Countless fearsome bolts of lightning flashed and writhed wildly, and the whole expanse of sky seemed to become a Thunder Pool!
Under the thunderbolt's might, the Defensive magic item Yao Wenyuan had summoned could barely hold on. It trembled incessantly with a "vrrrr" sound, as though it might shatter at any moment.
"Whoosh—"
As the lightning gradually faded,
Yao Wenyuan's figure finally appeared again.
But now he looked rather disheveled—one might even say wretched.
His body was covered in scorched patches from the lightning. His hair and beard were singed, trailing wisps of black smoke, and his Fa Yi was torn here and there, riddled with holes and slashes.
"Bastard! I'll kill you!"
Yao Wenyuan was furious.
He was an elder of the Three Immortals Sect, with a cultivation base in the early stage of Body Integration. To be left in such a wretched state by someone in this Outside World was beyond infuriating.
Yao Wenyuan glared viciously at Ning Wangshu, his teeth clenched, and an astonishing aura of killing intent erupted from him.
With a cold look, he formed a hand seal. At a soft hum, a Flying Sword shimmering with spiritual light and radiating sharpness appeared before him.
"The Great Dao of Yin and Yang, the Wuji Sword Art! Die!"
Yao Wenyuan roared in fury as the