Zhao Tianyu unleashed "Thunder Prison Strangulation," transforming thousands of thunderbolts into a thunder prison that engulfed Qin Feng.
There was no trace of Qin Feng to be seen from the outside; all that could be seen was the endless, violent thunder.
Zhao Tianyu did not give up, and snorted coldly:
"You little brat, aren't you very capable? Aren't you supposed to have a strong resistance to lightning? I'll make sure you perish under these thousands of lightning bolts."
"Then let the thunderstorm come even more violently, haha."
Following Zhao Tianyu's command, more and more lightning bolts fell.
Boom, boom, boom.
The place where Qin Feng was located turned into a purple thunder lake.
Zhao Tianyu stood with his hands clasped behind his back, watching Qin Feng, who was submerged in the crowd, with a mocking expression.
Yun Changkong felt very pleased to see Qin Feng suffer such a calamity.
"Haha, Father-in-law is brilliant. It won't be long before this kid's soul is completely scattered."
Zhao Hanqing strongly agreed, "Of course, once you enter my father's Thunder Prison, you can forget about coming out alive."
Han Chuan flattered, "Of course, the Realm Lord's move has annihilated countless opponents."
Looking at the terrifying lightning lake, Nangong Yuqing felt a pang of despair and said:
"Father, Qin Feng is probably in grave danger. Our Shadow Moon Pavilion is doomed today."
Nangong Chen thought so too, but as the sect leader, he couldn't lead the way in giving up, so he comforted him:
"Qing'er, don't be discouraged. There's always hope until the very last moment. Maybe things will take a turn for the better?"
Nangong Yuqing knew these were words of comfort, and sighed helplessly in her heart, without refuting them.
Zhao Tianyu and his group were waiting for Qin Feng to turn to ashes.
Zhao Hanqing suddenly looked towards Yingyue Pavilion, her expression turning cold.
"Uncle Chuan, Uncle Ye, Chang Kong is in danger today because of them. Why don't you help Qing'er get rid of those useless people in Han Yue Pavilion?"
"good."
Han Chuan and Liu Ye exchanged a glance and revealed cruel smiles.
The two walked towards Shadow Moon Pavilion.
Seeing this, Yun Changkong, remembering the beating he had received from Qin Feng earlier, provoked Qin Feng, saying:
"You regret it now, kid. If you had left before, there might have been a sliver of hope. Now, not only will you die, but everyone in the Shadow Moon Pavilion will also die."
Qin Feng was in the Thunder Lake, ignoring Yun Changkong. He was using the abundant purple lightning to comprehend the laws of lightning, while simultaneously absorbing and transforming this massive amount of purple lightning.
This thing is comparable to the Chaos Divine Crystal. He was too busy to waste time talking to Yun Changkong.
He wasn't worried about Shadow Moon Pavilion at all. With Leng Yuexi and Ao Ling there, he could simply immerse himself in the sea of lightning and cultivate properly before making any decisions.
If Zhao Tianyu knew Qin Feng's plans, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood and die?
Han Chuan and Liu Ye unleashed their auras, their powerful mid-stage Dao Condensation Realm cultivation making their mere presence difficult for the Shadow Moon Pavilion members to resist.
The two figures stepped through the air and slowly approached, putting great pressure on the people of Shadow Moon Pavilion.
"Hmph, Shadow Moon Pavilion has no reason to exist anymore. Kill them all." Han Chuan ordered the members of the Desolate God Sect.
"Go ahead and do it. With us here, they won't even be able to resist," Liu Ye said arrogantly, standing high in the air.
Upon hearing this, Yun Chi, Wen Yao, and the other members of the Desolate God Sect were immediately delighted.
Each of them was full of energy and high spirits, charging towards their nearby opponents.
The people of Shadowmoon Pavilion were so oppressed by the powerful auras of Han Chuan and Liu Ye that they could barely move, let alone resist.
For a moment, everyone in Shadowmoon Pavilion felt desperate and helpless, their faces ashen.
"Alas, it seems the heavens are against my Shadow Moon Pavilion." Nangong Yuqing smiled bitterly.
This time, Nangong Chen didn't offer any comfort, not because he didn't want to, but because he genuinely didn't know how.
Qin Feng was their hope, but now he's probably in dire straits himself.
His half-step Dao Condensation Realm cultivation was no match for Han Chuan and Liu Ye.
"Brothers, kill them! Today is the day to destroy Shadowmoon Pavilion!" Yun Chi shouted.
"Kill them, destroy Shadowmoon Pavilion," Wen Yao said coldly.
"Kill them, destroy Shadowmoon Pavilion."
All the members of the Desolate God Sect were filled with imposing momentum and booming voices. They all had sinister smiles on their faces and approached the Shadow Moon Pavilion group like the Grim Reapers.
Han Chuan and Liu Ye watched this scene with great interest, their faces full of mockery.
Just as everyone in Shadowmoon Pavilion was filled with despair, a cold snort rang out.
"Hmph, what a big mouth you have."
As the voice rang out, the people of Shadowmoon Pavilion felt the invisible pressure pressing down on them disappear.
Then they saw a young girl fly into the air and quietly land in front of the Shadow Moon Pavilion group.
Alone, she directly faced the murderous aura of everyone in the Desolate God Sect, breaking through the powerful auras of Han Chuan and Liu Ye.
Everyone in the room stared in astonishment at the beautiful, energetic young woman.
Her purple hair cascaded down to her waist, and her still somewhat childish face revealed a touch of coquettish charm.
This girl is naturally Ao Ling.
Ao Ling abandoned that difficult path and, like Leng Yuexi, chose the old way, deciding to first help Qin Feng deal with his enemies from his previous life.
Now that Ao Ling is also at the Condensation Realm, she is naturally not afraid of Han Chuan and Liu Ye.
"It's Ao Ling! How can she be so strong too?" Nangong Yuqing was both surprised and delighted.
"Huh, I didn't expect her to be a Dao Condensation Realm expert as well. I thought her realm was similar to mine. This is great news." Nangong Chen's eyes also showed surprise.
Yun Chi, Wen Yao, and the others stopped; they dared not attack Ao Ling.
The aura emanating from Ao Ling alone was enough to make them tremble.
Han Chuan narrowed his eyes as he sized up Ao Ling.
"The Southern Wilderness is truly a place where talents emerge in abundance. Your Shadow Moon Pavilion is also quite remarkable, having even produced a second Heavenly Venerable of the Condensation Realm."
Suddenly, Han Chuan changed the subject, "But so what? No one can save you today, that's what I, Han Chuan, say."
Ao Ling scoffed, "Such arrogance! Come and try me."
Han Chuan was furious. "Fine, I'll give it a try."
After saying that, Han Chuan threw a punch at Ao Ling.
This punch contained immense power, like Mount Tai pressing down, with the force of ten thousand jun.
The members of Shadowmoon Pavilion were already terrified just from feeling the residual power of that punch, let alone Ao Ling, who was locked on.
Ao Ling snorted coldly and casually threw a punch.
Her slender arms and legs formed a stark contrast to Han Chuan's large, robust physique.
"Hmm, Ao Ling chose to confront him head-on. Isn't that a bit unwise?" Nangong Yuqing couldn't help but worry.
"She should know what's going on," Nangong Chen thought, his eyes fixed on the battlefield.
Bang.
Two fists, one big and one small, collided.
Then everyone witnessed an unbelievable scene.
"ah."
Han Chuan let out a scream and flew backward, his other hand supporting his fist as he howled.
His hand bones were fractured by Ao Ling.
This injury was nothing to a cultivator at the Condensation Realm, and Han Chuan recovered quickly. However, Ao Ling put a lot of pressure on him, making him dare not underestimate her again.
Ao Ling waved her little fist, "How about that? Let's go again."
As she spoke, she threw a punch at Han Chuan.
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