The long spear thrust out.
A Thunder Dragon descended from the heavens.
Two antlers slanted toward the sky, its dragon maw gaping wide, a dragon pearl faintly visible within.
Dazzling, with an astonishingly imposing presence.
Yet Yan Jingchen appeared to have been frightened stiff. He did not move at all, merely raised his head and stared straight at the Thunder Dragon.
More precisely, he was looking at the "bee" that had swallowed his poisonous baleful power.
A faint murmur drifted out: "Beyond Wumeng Mountain, the Thunder Dragon descends into the world..."
Boom!
Crackle!
The Thunder Dragon crashed down upon Yan Jingchen. In an instant, electric sparks flew in every direction.
The solid Spear Intent contained within it burst forth, shattering mountain rocks, scattering ash-like clouds through the forest, and exploding the waters of the Chishui River when it struck, sending fish and shrimp flying.
After quite a while.
The sounds gradually subsided.
The poisonous miasma slowly dispersed, while the scent of earth and vegetation grew ever stronger.
Chen Yi hovered in midair, looking down below.
Yan Jingchen stood motionless with his head raised, meeting his gaze.
Pei Ze, Li Yunyun, and the others had long since retreated several li away. Together with Pei Gan and Lan Yani, they stared at the battlefield that had been ravaged beyond recognition.
They were so stunned that they could not speak.
Even Zhang Dabao and the others in the distance tightly held their startled horses and camels as they looked over this way.
"As expected of... the boss..."
Liu Lang leaned against the wheel rut of a carriage, envy showing in his eyes.
Though his Cultivation Base and techniques were somewhat weaker than Chen Yi's and Yan Jingchen's, the fluctuations in the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi were so immense that he naturally