Fallen Dragon Abyss

A flash of sword light.

Elder Qi's head flew into the air, his eyes still carrying traces of unwillingness and terror.

The headless corpse collapsed, blood staining a swath of decaying leaf mold red.

An elder of the Netherworld Path at the mid-stage of Supernatural Power—dead.

Lu Chen dispelled Thunder God Descent, his face turning slightly pale.

Using his domain, Thunder God Descent, Godslayer Thunder Eyes, and explosive killing moves in succession had cost him dearly.

Yet his gaze remained utterly calm.

From Elder Qi's appearance to the end of the battle, less than a hundred breaths had passed.

An elder of the Netherworld Path at the mid-stage of Supernatural Power had not even lasted a hundred breaths before him.

This was certainly due in part to Lightning Magic suppressing ghost arts and to his sound tactics, but it also proved from another angle that his current strength was already enough to crush ordinary cultivators at the mid-stage of Supernatural Power.

"System, check the gains," Lu Chen silently said.

[ Ding! Killed 1 cultivator at the mid-stage of Supernatural Power (Netherworld Path Elder Qi), plundered Demon Devil Lifespan: 1,500 years.]

[ Ding! Killed 4 cultivators at Xiantian Great Perfection (Netherworld Path disciples), plundered Demon Devil Lifespan: 400 years.]

[Current total Demon Devil Lifespan: 8,850 years.]

"Not bad." Lu Chen nodded in satisfaction.

Nearly nine thousand years of Demon Devil Lifespan—this was the most abundant reserve he had accumulated so far.

He walked up to the altar and looked at the two disciples from minor sects whom Elder Qi had captured.

The two had long since been frightened pale by the battle. Seeing Lu Chen look their way, they trembled even more violently.

"P-Please spare us, Senior! We only stumbled in by accident; we had absolutely no ill intent!"