The Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman touched his shattered armor, repaired it with lightning, and said, "Pretty strong, but why is it just an empty shell? All show and no substance. The little brats of the Devil Realm are getting weaker and weaker."
Zhang Wentian and the others froze. This was an Upper Rank Devouring-Soul Devil Head that Zhang Wentian had raised for decades. Even ordinary Second Rank Righteous Qi could do nothing to it in a short time; only First Rank Righteous Qi could swiftly dissolve it. How could this mere Fifth Rank Inner God manage it?
"Everyone, be careful. This Inner God is highly unusual and likely possesses demon-breaking power. Even Mayor Zhang may find it hard to contend with. I've already prepared to defect to the enemy. Pray for your own blessings." Xue Heshan of the Upper Rank Xue Family said.
Zhang Wentian shot Xue Heshan a vicious glare and said coldly, "It's nothing but... this Inner God really is powerful and greatly restrains devilish qi. I'm a little worried now. Hurry up and go die; don't drag me down."
The crowd heard this bizarre exchange without finding it strange, merely feeling that between life and death, there was an extra trace of indescribable absurdity.
Before Zhang Wentian could finish speaking, the Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman suddenly turned around, seized the drumsticks in both hands, and struck the enormous drum.
Boom!
A divine thunderbolt descended from the heavens.
Boom!
The second thunderbolt struck the great drum.
Boom!
After the third strike, lightning raced across the ground, instantly weaving a colossal net that covered the entire mountaintop.
Rumble... crackle... puff puff... snap snap...
Dense electric currents flowed everywhere. All devilish insects and devilish qi within the lightning's reach collapsed and scattered.
The devilish mist around the Centipede Puppets instantly melted away.