Boom—!
A deep-purple bolt of lightning fell.
"You mother—!"
Before the Golden Earth Dragon could finish speaking, its entire body was swallowed by the lightning.
However, it did not immediately feel the might of the Thunder Tribulation.
The arm in its hand had somehow flown above its head.
Crack!
The instant the lightning struck the severed arm, a crack burst across its skin, which had been as lustrous as gold and jade.
The flesh and blood nurtured for years by a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo was, at this moment, as hard as incomparably solid metal.
It forcibly blocked most of the lightning for the Golden Earth Dragon!
But in the next second—
The remaining power traveled straight down through the arm.
"Roar—!"
Its miserable cry echoed across the Wasteland.
Its dark-golden scales were instantly scorched black.
The Golden Earth Dragon's limbs went weak, and it nearly collapsed to the ground.
"It didn't die?"
Bi Ji's red lips parted slightly.
This was lightning split off from Xiong Jun's Five-Hundred-Thousand-Year Heavenly Tribulation!
Even if it was only a tiny portion, it was still not something a Soul Beast of just over seventy thousand years could withstand.
And now... it had actually endured it with a single arm.
What kind of move was that?
Just as she stood there stunned, Long Yaochen's voice sounded beside her.
Yet for some reason—
His voice carried a hint of age at this moment.
"Don't stop."
Bi Ji turned to look at him, her eyes filled with astonishment.
The young man who had been standing beside her had one hand behind his back.
He stood motionless, watching the Golden Earth Dragon in the distance.
But what truly shocked her were Long Yaochen's eyes.
Those eyes, once black and bright, had somehow become a dead grayish white.
Just