"Little Thunder... Possession!"
At his call, Little Thunder excitedly rushed toward Mo Xie's chest, returning to Dad's embrace.
Miraculously, however, it was not stopped outside, but plunged straight into his body.
In an instant, the air seemed to freeze. Only faint rumbles of thunder could be heard; the spectacular scene he had expected never materialized.
A Red-Ridged Demon tilted its head, staring in confusion at Mo Xie's bowed head, and took a few steps closer.
At that very instant, a streak of purple-black lightning flashed through the space—and through the Red-Ridged Demon.
It blinked. A purple-black figure seemed to have flashed past it just now. It tried to turn its head to look, only to find itself unable to move halfway through.
A thin line appeared across its neck. Blue blood gushed out, its head slipped out of alignment and dropped to the ground, and its body collapsed limply into a pool of blood.
Behind the corpse, Mo Xie crouched on a rock. He slowly slid Yama, still shimmering with lightning, into the sheath at his waist, then stood and turned around.
His eyes were no longer their usual color, but filled with purple-black lightning. Two brilliant strands of electricity drifted beside the corners of his eyes.
Purple-black lightning flickered across his body. He felt as though he had been filled with the power of thunder, with faint electrical booms rumbling within him.
His hair floated behind his head amid the coiling lightning. At that moment, he resembled a tyrant commanding the thunder element, a sovereign aura spreading through the air with an overwhelming pressure!
A Red-Ridged Demon flared its ringlike fins, opened its fishlike mouth, and charged at him, brandishing its sharp claws.
Mo Xie stared straight ahead without sparing this pathetic clown a glance. He merely raised his