Thunder Flood Dragon's expression changed drastically. His battle-axe wheeled around as he prepared to make another desperate block.
But the instant the fully mastered Primordial Magnetism Divine Boat slowed, a speck of ghastly white lightning suddenly lit up deep within its stern.
The lightning was so tiny that no one noticed it at first, but Abbot Hui'an's pupils abruptly contracted. His spiritual intuition told him the moment had come!
"Innate Annihilation Divine Thunder!" Before the words faded, that speck of ghastly white lightning had already shot out from behind the boat.
There was no rolling thunder, no towering radiance, only a ghastly white thread of lightning as fine as a hair, flashing across the void.
Thunder Flood Dragon only had time to hold his battle-axe across his chest. Crack!
The giant axe that had accompanied him through a thousand years of war was knocked away in a single strike, the thunder marks on its blade going dark inch by inch.
The next instant, the ghastly white lightning sank into Thunder Flood Dragon's chest.
Thunder Flood Dragon's enormous body froze in midair. The half-demon scales covering him burst apart one after another, and before his blood could fall, it evaporated into blood mist in the lightning.
A muffled roar escaped his throat as he crashed into the depths of the hall, his fate unknown. The entire Golden Scale Hall was razed to the ground.
Even the cultivators who had escaped quickly into the distance were still shaken. The slower low- and mid-ranking cultivators, whether from the Demon Lotus Sect or other factions, had their protective spiritual light shattered by the shock waves, their bodies splitting apart and their divine souls dissipating.
Among them was the Golden Core True Person who had earlier been ordered to deliver the message.
A dignified Golden