"Crack—"
Accompanied by the sound of shattering bones, the Nine Nether King's body abruptly swelled, transforming in the blink of an eye into a ferocious ghost creature hundreds of zhang tall!
His entire body was covered in jet-black scales, six bone spikes protruded from his back, the twin horns atop his head curved like blades, his eyes were blood-red, and materialized resentful souls wailed around him!
This was the Nine Nether King's true form—said to possess a trace of the aura of Spirit Transformation.
"To force me to reveal my true body, Zhou Xun, you have every right to be proud!"
The Nine Nether King's voice became hoarse and savage. With a wave of his hand, countless resentful souls turned into chains and coiled toward Zhou Xun!
Seeing this, Zhou Xun formed Mystic Gestures with both hands and connected to the lightning pool within his body.
Pointing ahead, he sent dozens of white lightning bolts shooting forth, sweeping toward those chains.
They were Zhou Xun's Yin Lightning.
This lightning was the bane of souls.
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—"
The white Yin Lightning collided with the resentful soul chains, instantly erupting with a piercing sound of corrosion. Those chains, condensed from countless wronged souls, melted and fell apart beneath the Yin Lightning's erosion like ice and snow beneath a blazing sun!
"What?!" The Nine Nether King's pupils contracted sharply, a flicker of shock crossing his eyes. "This is... Yin Lightning that specifically suppresses souls?!"
"Correct." Zhou Xun's gaze was ice-cold as his Mystic Gestures shifted. "It was prepared especially for you."
Before his words had faded, he suddenly clapped his hands together. All seventy-two Lightning Seeds trembled at once, and the tribulation clouds that had yet to disperse churned once more!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Three purple-gold bolts of lightning, thicker and more