Chapter 3605: Her Tribulation (3)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Old Master Dugu’s expression was indifferent as he said coldly, “Such a person will definitely die. There’s no justice if she lives.”
His son smiled.
Feng Wu was finally going to die.
He had gone from a Level-8 Spiritual King to Level-3 Spiritual Overlord in one go. What kind of talent was that? Even Jun Linyuan hadn’t made such a leap back then.
She had to die.
Master Dugu heaved a sigh of relief.
However, Emperor Wu’s pupils contracted. He couldn’t bring himself to see his daughter-in-law, who was supposed to have the Divine Phoenix Blood, die.
But no one could save her.
The only one who could save her…
No, there was no one left in this world that could save her.
Feng Wu looked up and saw the sea of lightning crackling in the sky. Purple electric arcs were sizzling.
Drip, drip, drip…
The electric arcs began to fall intermittently.
Whoosh!
A sea of lightning poured down on Feng Wu!
Finally… it was here.
Taking a deep breath, Little Phoenix told Feng Wu loudly, “I’ll teach you the Lightning Technique. Remember, follow the instructions and direct the lightning into your body. You… Anyway, remember, no matter how painful it is, you have to stick to it!”
“Yes.” Feng Wu nodded.
“The Path of Lightning is like drawing a bow. The capable ones will suppress it, and the…”
The Lightning Technique was the most powerful thunder element skill in the world, and Little Phoenix didn’t know about it at first. However, as if someone had clicked a button on its head, Little Phoenix suddenly heard the chant.
It recalled when it saw Master Mu use the Lightning Technique back then.
The lightning kept striking down, and Feng Wu was in pain. Gritting her teeth, she prompted Little Phoenix, “Keep going!”
Little Phoenix went on reciting the Lightning Technique to Feng Wu.
It was communicated through Feng Wu’s mind, which was why no one else knew about its presence.
They only saw Feng Wu, who had been buried by the lightning.
“Feng Wu is dead.” Bukong stared at the roof where Feng Wu couldn’t be seen anymore. They could only see the surging lightning. Hua Huaiyu was elated. “Are you sure she’s dead?”
Zuo Ming was equally elated.
The thunderstorm didn’t kill them. Right now, they were charred black, but they were still breathing. However, they couldn’t move.
One of Bukong’s arms was gone, and he smelled like burnt flesh.
There was a murderous look in his eyes.
“Don’t you remember? The lightning that hit us just then was nowhere nearly as powerful as this one, but look at what we’ve become.
Almost all the Spiritual Overlords were lying motionlessly on the ground. It was hard to tell if they were still alive.
Bukong said, “Feng Wu is nowhere near as capable as we are. How can she be alright? Her bones are probably charred by the explosion.”
“What a pity…” Bukong shook his head. “She’s so talented and the only person comparable to Jun Linyuan. She’s dead just like that…’
Bukong looked revered.
Before, he really thought that Feng Wu was just an ordinary girl, but after seeing her make four or five breakthroughs in a row, he finally realized how talented she was.
“We’ve killed a genius that’s as talented as Jun Linyuan. That’s something we can brag about for the rest of our lives.” Bukong smiled bitterly.
The Black and White Priest asked indifferently, “Did you forget the part where she almost killed all forty of us?”
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