This was one of the trump cards he had been preparing.
Myriad Thunder Primordial Aspect, White Thunder Divine Bird.
As the thunderbird soared up and flapped its wings before vanishing, it happened in no more than an instant. When everyone came back to their senses, they only heard a bird's shriek before it pierced straight through First Underworld General's body, followed by a crackling barrage of noise.
Lightning intertwined and surged. First Underworld General was struck by Divine Bird White Thunder, and together with Yang Chen's lightning Dao Intent, he let out a wailing cry.
Lightning was supremely yang and supremely rigid.
Underworld ghostly creatures, meanwhile, were Supreme Evil, Supreme Yin.
When the two collided, lightning was simply the bane of Underworld ghostly creatures. Moreover, White Thunder Divine Bird contained the essence of myriad thunder. Its ability to restrain evil things was no weaker than the purple lightning Yang Chen had often used before—in fact, it was stronger.
At first, Yang Chen had not been certain. But now that he had unleashed it, he could already tell that its effects were extraordinary.
It was not difficult to imagine the pain First Underworld General suffered beneath the White Thunder Divine Bird's strike.
"Aaaah!" First Underworld General shouted.
How could Yang Chen give him such an opportunity? He stepped forward, intending to have the White Thunder Divine Bird tear into him again. Yet at that moment, First Underworld General also realized that things had gone badly. Layers upon layers of black Skeleton Ghost Qi instantly rose from around his body.
When this Ghost Qi appeared, it actually repelled Yang Chen's White Thunder Divine Bird.
In the next instant, First Underworld General had already retreated explosively. Panting heavily, he stared at Yang Chen, several shades more wary now in his eyes.
Second Son