On the eighth level of the Sea of Thunder, dark clouds blanketed the sky, concealing lightning within.
At a certain moment, a Vermilion Bird cried out, and a divine beam of starlight and fire tore through the sea of clouds.
"Purple Intent Daoist, are you truly going to serve as the Wind-Thunder Demon Emperor's claw and fight my Impermanence Sect to the bitter end?"
Flame Feather was stained with blood. Looking at the streak of lightning relentlessly pursuing her from behind, True Lord Xuanji's face was ice-cold.
True Lord Yingling had vanished, and she had been unable to contact him. In order to rescue True Lord Xuan Qiong, she had chosen to venture alone into the eighth level. Because the gateway had collapsed earlier, this step had not proven difficult for her.
But after entering the eighth level, the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse. Not only was True Lord Xuan Qiong nowhere to be found, despite her tireless searching, but she herself had come under pursuit from Purple Intent Daoist, the Jade-Faced Snake Emperor, and the others.
Hearing this, Purple Intent Daoist shook his head.
"Xuan Qiong has been suppressed. Your Impermanence Sect's great momentum is gone."
"More importantly, Xing Sha is dead. The karma has been set. Even if I do not attack you now, once your Impermanence Sect recovers in the future, you will never spare me."
As he spoke, Purple Intent Daoist once again activated his divine ability.
In an instant, streak after streak of lightning transformed into serpents and lunged forward to bite True Lord Xuanji.
Seeing this, True Lord Xuanji hurriedly circulated her divine ability to protect herself. Yet no matter what she did, she could never shake off Purple Intent Daoist's pursuit. In truth, if not for her powerful life-preserving