Bolts of lightning in the shape of pythons plunged down, leaving nothing but utter despair on Sun Yichao's and Li Sun's faces.
Punitive Thunder struck their crowns, and countless thunder patterns spread down their bodies from their heads.
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After a delay of roughly one breath, those thunder patterns erupted with black light.
Like black blades, that light sliced their bodies along every thunder pattern, cutting them into countless fragments.
Boom!
With an explosive blast, the fragments were hurled in every direction.
The blood evaporated in the scorching air, releasing an intensely pungent stench. The chunks of flesh burned into charcoal, filling the surroundings with a nauseating mixture of blood and scorched meat.
"T-too strong..."
Tan Chen was instantly dumbstruck. His scalp tingled, and his entire body trembled.
He knew as clearly as a polished mirror that if such powerful lightning struck him, it would blast him into scraps in an instant. There was absolutely no doubt.
At the same time, he was utterly astonished and could not fathom it. The Rank-Setting Grand Competition had only recently ended—how had Chen Cheng's cultivation risen so dramatically?
It was simply inconceivable.
Of course, however astonished or curious he was, he would not pry unless Chen Cheng chose to tell him.
As a moon slave, absolute loyalty and obedience to his master, and placing his master's will above all else in everything he did, were laws carved into his bones, supreme over everything.
"Master, they're coming!"
Just then, Tan Chen's gaze swiftly turned toward the distance.
Chen Cheng had actually sensed the people rapidly approaching even earlier than Tan Chen.
He was not the least bit flustered. This was precisely the result he wanted.
He had deliberately made the thunder roar with earthshaking force to draw out the remaining enemies,