"You might be strong, but you're still only at Tribulation Transcendence!"
Chen Changqing raised his head.
"A Half-Step True Lord should be worth quite a lot, right?"
The Half-Step True Lord froze.
Before he could react, the Mountain-River Heaven-Suppressing Seal manifestation had already condensed behind Chen Changqing.
The ancient seal rose into the air.
The entire valley sank downward.
The Nether Sect disciples urging the array all spat blood, and the Nether Banners swayed even more violently.
Chen Changqing pressed the Heavenly Thunder Sword forward.
Lightning curled back along the Bone Spear.
The Half-Step True Lord's expression changed drastically as he tried to pull back his spear and retreat.
The Haotian Hammer had already smashed in from the side.
Bang!
The Bone Spear bent.
The Half-Step True Lord's arm went numb from the impact.
The Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear manifestation followed close behind, its tip slashing across his shoulder armor and tearing away a large chunk of flesh.
He roared in fury, the demonic energy within him erupting by force as he shoved back the three manifestations.
But Chen Changqing was already before him.
The Heavenly Thunder Sword slashed diagonally.
The protective demonic light before the Half-Step True Lord shattered into black flecks.
He staggered back several zhang, a sword wound appearing across his chest.
Lightning rampaged through the wound, stiffening half his body.
"You..."
Chen Changqing gave him no chance to continue.
The sound of the Immortal-Burying Zither entered his ears.
The Half-Step True Lord's Primordial Spirit swayed.
The Heavenly Thunder Sword fell for the second time.
Pfft!
Lightning pierced through his chest.
The Half-Step True Lord froze in midair, and the Bone Spear slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
[Ding.] [Congratulations, Host, for killing a Half-Step True Lord. You have obtained 350,000 AFK Points.]