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138: Instantly killed a Qi Refining Level 7 cultivatorLin Jingyu’s eyes suddenly became as sharp as a falcon’s, and tiny electric arcs seemed to flash deep within his pupils.

It was now time for this thunder fiend talisman to make its appearance.

He no longer hesitated; his right index and middle fingers pressed together like a sword gesture, moving so fast they left only a residual shadow, carrying a sense of unstoppable determination.

With incomparable precision, he pointed at the ball of destructive lightning in his palm, which was vibrating slightly due to the excessive concentration of energy.

”Go!”

With a low command, the deep purple lightning ball seemed to be endowed with life, emitting a faint hum.

It was no longer a passive clump of energy, but instantly transformed into a blindingly bright streak of deep blue electric light.

This electric light was like an ancient thunder flood dragon breaking free from its shackles, carrying a violent will to tear everything apart as it roared into the sky.

Wherever it passed, the air was forcibly ionized, emitting scalp-numbing crackles and pops, leaving behind a distorted vacuum trail that lingered for a long time.

”Boom!”

In the next instant, a deafening, terrifying thunderclap that seemed ready to blow the heavens apart descended violently.

This sound was no longer just a sound, but a physical shockwave.

Visible sound waves, like transparent giant hammers, slammed hard against everyone’s eardrums and hearts.

Everyone subconsciously looked up, only to see that deep blue electric dragon already soaring into the high sky.

Immediately after, an indescribably thick blue-white electric light, like the whip of judgment wielded by a creator god, carried the majestic heavenly might to destroy all things.

From the Nine Heavens above, it struck down violently toward the target in the lead, Vulture, at a speed exceeding the limits of thought.

Fast! Too fast!

The sinister grin on Vulture’s face didn’t even have time to fully bloom before it instantly froze.

He only felt an indescribable, vast, and terrifying aura, like the sky collapsing, instantly lock onto him.

Time seemed to stretch, yet also seemed to compress.

He saw the blinding blue-white light rapidly expand in his pupils, occupying his entire field of vision.

He wanted to move, to activate his protective Magical Artifact, to perform an escape technique... but the thought had just arisen before he could act.

The thunder, as thick as a wrist, had already landed on his body.

”Bzzzt—Sizzle!”

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only an extremely brief, sharp tearing sound of electricity that could pierce the Soul.

No blood splattered, and there was no muffled sound of bones shattering.

In that instant, the unimaginably terrifying high-temperature and high-pressure current vaporized all the moisture in his body in less than a hundredth of a breath.

It completely decomposed and carbonized his tough muscle fibers, hard bones, and the blood within his body.

Time seemed to stagnate for a second.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone, Vulture maintained his forward-charging posture, like a weathered stone statue.

A breeze blew past, and his head—frozen with terror, confusion, and a trace of a lingering sinister grin—collapsed, shattered, and scattered like burnt incense ash... followed by his neck, torso, and limbs... rustle, rustle... an extremely faint sound, like flowing fine sand, rang out.

A moment ago, he was a living Qi Refining Seventh Layer expert of the Black Wind Stockade, but now, in full view of everyone, he had turned into a pile of incredibly fine, dark gray powder with a strong burnt smell and a strange aroma of meat.

It drifted and scattered, blown away by the breeze into the cold and heavy morning air, completely vanishing without a trace.

Beneath his feet, only a deep, bowl-sized hole remained, its edges smooth and charred as if scorched into glass.

At the mouth of the hole, a wisp of blue smoke slowly rose, carrying the scent of death, silently mocking all the madness from before.

Absolute silence!

A silence even colder and more suffocating than before the thunder fell!

The Black Wind Stockade bandits, who had just been roaring ”kill them all” and ”twenty percent is mine,” were now like they had been collectively hit by a binding spell.

The expressions on their faces, twisted by greed and madness, were now completely frozen, then peeled off like low-quality wall paint, leaving only bone-deep fear and bewilderment.

Dis... disappeared? Brother Vulture... turned into... ash?

The eyes of a scar-faced burly man, also at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, bulged so much they nearly split; the demon-head blade in his hand fell to the ground with a ”clang,” and his legs shook like reeds in a gale.

A stream of warm liquid flowed uncontrollably down his pant leg, dripping into the dust on the ground, and a foul stench instantly filled the air.

For Bandit Cultivators like them who lived on the edge of a blade, once their courage was broken, they were even more pathetic than ordinary people.

”My... my dear mother...”

The tall and thin bandit’s lips trembled, his teeth chattered loudly, and his face was as pale as if he had just crawled out of a coffin.

”Fake?... This... this damn thing... is what... you said... was fake...”

He pointed at the spot where Vulture had disappeared, speaking incoherently, his voice as ethereal as a dream.

The scene of destruction before him, far beyond imagination, had completely crushed his last shred of wishful thinking.

This was no illusion! This was truly an indisputable heavenly punishment of thunder!

Gong Yunyu felt a chill explode from his tailbone, instantly freezing his blood and thoughts.

That world-destroying power, that method of erasing a person so cleanly without leaving a single trace... this kind of spirit talisman was definitely meticulously crafted by a Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Forget a Qi Refining Seventh Layer Cultivator, even a Ninth Layer of Qi Refining would likely find it hard to resist.

Only this thought remained screaming wildly in his mind.

A Cultivator who could casually bestow such a terrifying object could probably crush his Black Wind Stockade as easily as crushing an ant.

As for why that ”Senior” didn’t come personally? How could an ant like him speculate on the thoughts of such a big shot?

”Thud!”

His knees, as if losing all support, slammed heavily onto the cold, hard ground, making a muffled sound.

His forehead struck the ground without hesitation, letting out a ”dong” sound.

”Lord! Lord Thunder, have mercy! This lowly one was wrong! This lowly one was blind to not recognize your greatness! Have mercy!”

Gong Yunyu’s voice shook uncontrollably, filled with a sobbing tone and unprecedented humility; where was there any of the prestige left of the Black Wind Stockade’s Fourth Leader?

He felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and the immense fear made him weep and blow snot, wanting only to survive.

”This lowly one, Gong Yunyu, is just a piece of trash waiting to die in the Black Wind Stockade!

Usually, I just... just drink a little wine and listen to some tunes; I really... really haven’t done anything terrible or heartless! I... I’m a good person!

I beg Lord Thunder to show mercy! Just treat me like a fart and let me go! When I return, I will definitely set up a longevity tablet for you and worship it day and night!”

At this moment, status, wealth, and dignity had all become bullshit.

Staying alive was the only extravagant hope.

”Whoosh...”

As if pushed down by an invisible giant hand at the same time, the dozens of Black Wind Stockade bandits instantly dropped in a wave, the sounds of knees hitting the ground rising one after another.

The sounds of kowtowing, wailing, and begging for mercy erupted like a tide, a total mess.

”Lord, have mercy! We were all forced!”

”Spare us! We’re just small lackeys running errands!”

”It was all the Fourth Leader... no, it was all that god-damned bastard Vulture who forced us to come! We didn’t want to!”

”Lord Thunder, show mercy...”