Now, the Yellow-Browed Old Demon did not recognize Perfected Lord Taixi, so he took no precautions.
Seeing this, Ao Tu dared not let his guard down. He cautiously employed his supernatural ability, bringing down a bolt of Yuqing Divine Thunder from beyond Luo Tian. He had carefully worked out its course and calculated it over and over, making it fall beside the Yellow-Browed Old Demon for fear of killing him.
Wukong had been watching the show from the sidelines. Seeing Perfected Lord Taixi employ his supernatural ability, he hurriedly retreated far away.
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon thought nothing of it at first, but when he heard the thunder, his three souls were blasted down and his seven spirits shaken apart in an instant. Every hair on his body stood on end, and his two yellow eyebrows bristled wildly. He hurried to flee, but could not move his feet, feeling only that death was upon him and no path to life remained.
"Spare me! I am Mai..."
Before he could finish, the lightning had already fallen before him.
Yellow Brows watched helplessly as that bolt of Divine Thunder fell before him, piercing through the Nine Heavens and earth. Its residual force reduced his two yellow eyebrows to dust and scorched his entire body black. His indestructible body cracked like shattered porcelain; his flesh, once impervious to fire and water, was now charred black, and his sinews and bones, once impervious to blades and spears, were now charcoal dust. His vision went black, and he fell backward, unable to move again.
All the Arhats were awed by this supernatural ability.
Watching from afar, Wukong could not help beaming and dancing with delight, cheering inwardly.
In the end, Ao Tu had still made some errors in his calculations. First, he had overestimated Yellow