At that moment, Heavenly Music King had struggled to his feet. The massive wound across his chest and abdomen was still bleeding, but the Demon King's formidable vitality barely allowed him to stabilize his injuries.
His scarlet wolf eyes brimmed with killing intent and vigilance.
"Kid, do you have any more tricks? Bring them out."
Heavenly Music King's voice was hoarse, yet it still carried the majesty of a Demon King.
Dong Lin did not answer. He merely raised his right hand slowly.
With his movement, the Thunder Spiritual Qi throughout the entire secret realm suddenly erupted into turmoil.
Countless purple motes surged out from the thunderclouds, the cracks in the earth, and the Lightning-Struck Wood, converging toward Dong Lin's palm.
The sight was nothing short of miraculous—thunder essence filling the sky returned to him like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, forming a purple vortex thirty zhang wide above Dong Lin's head.
"This is... drawing upon the Heavenly Thunder Source?!"
Heavenly Music King's expression changed drastically.
He could sense that those purple motes contained the purest power of lightning,
and that this lightning seemed to possess enormous restraint against the Demon Race!
Veins bulged across Dong Lin's forehead, and every meridian in his body screamed in agony.
Using a Foundation Establishment body to draw upon such a vast Heavenly Thunder Source was no different from courting death.
But he had no other choice.
The Eight-Nine Mystical Art revolved madly. His Chaos Dao Foundation spun at high speed, forcibly suppressing and refining all the lightning power pouring into him.
"Heavenly Dipper Five Thunders, heaven, earth, dragon, water, society..."
He formed a hand seal with his left hand and clenched empty air with his right. The Five-Element True Intent erupted at once.
The sharpness of metal, the vitality of wood,