A Lot of Heads Means You Can Do Whatever You Want

Lin Zhiluo, now completely transformed into lightning, gently ran his hand over the blade of the Jiuli Blade.

Where his palm passed, flame-like lightning spread along with it.

[Lightning Mark]

Now, when he wanted to use skills of this level, he no longer had to be constrained by their formalities. He could simply unleash them directly.

Across from him, as the Yamata no Orochi watched Lin Zhiluo transform into a body of thunder, the sixteen Snake Eyes on its eight heads contracted sharply.

Though it tried to hide it, it was hard to miss the trace of fear it felt toward lightning.

Noticing the Yamata no Orochi's reaction, Lin Zhiluo smiled faintly and said,

"How about it? Does this power of lightning feel familiar? Does it remind you of the lightning Brother Qilin struck you with?"

Brother Qilin had definitely tormented the Yamata no Orochi before—and in a completely one-sided way.

Earlier, when Lin Zhiluo had examined the Yamata no Orochi's appearance, he had sensed something very familiar: Brother Qilin's lightning.

The lightning lingering on the Yamata no Orochi, especially the lightning that kept the huge wound on its abdomen from healing, was identical to the lightning energy Brother Qilin had unleashed during his killing spree in the Jingdu Safe Zone.

Combined with what the Yamata no Orochi had said earlier, it was obvious that it and Brother Qilin had once clashed.

The result of that clash was, naturally, the Yamata no Orochi ending up in its current state.

Lightning that could keep eating away at its abdomen and that even a being of the Yamata no Orochi's level couldn't get rid of.

All he could say was, Brother Qilin really knew his stuff!

Lin Zhiluo's words had indeed struck a nerve with the Yamata no Orochi.

In an instant,