Ling Xiao stepped out of the formation, tossing the mangled corpse toward General Yellow Thunder and said, "Your vice-general is dead. Now, it's your turn!"
General Yellow Thunder's face flickered with uncertainty.
He said coldly, "I won't enter your array formation—what can you do to me?
You're just relying on the formation. If you have the guts, never come out for the rest of your life."
"Hmph, to kill you, I don't need the formation. I was just showing you its power."
Ling Xiao snorted, his figure suddenly expanding, transforming with the Purple Lightning Thunder Bull Beast Soul.
Then, his form flickered, becoming a streak of thunderbolt, instantly striking at General Yellow Thunder.
This General Yellow Thunder had fought Ling Xiao thirty rounds before, thinking himself evenly matched.
But this time, before his weapon was even raised, he collapsed dead on the spot.
His head—eyes wide open in disbelief, as if still shocked at how he died.
