Realizing he couldn't speak,
Lu Ming slowly turned his head, extended a skeletal hand toward Ye Fan, and flipped him the middle finger!
Feeling that a simple middle finger didn't fully convey his thoughts,
Lu Ming flipped his hand over, pointing his middle finger downward, and tapped it provocatively in the air!
Lu Ming had finally realized that he absolutely had to trick this guy to death.
Under the current circumstances, if he let this guy escape, there would definitely be endless trouble in the future!
Once they left the Thunder Pool, he would probably go right back to being one-sidedly beaten to a pulp!
For the sake of his future happy life, the only option was to lure this guy to his doom right here in the Thunder Pool.
As for himself, as the protagonist, he surely wouldn't die so easily, right?
Still, tricking a Half-Immortal to death was no easy task...
Sure enough, seeing Lu Ming's insulting gesture, Ye Fan flew into a towering rage!
“Damned mortal, you seek death!”
Ye Fan roared furiously, glaring at Lu Ming ahead of him!
With that, he couldn't help but take another two steps forward.
Channeling the surrounding laws of heaven and earth, he unleashed an attack at Lu Ming.
Not daring to underestimate the strike, Lu Ming hurriedly conjured his Weapon Vault to block in front of him!
“Boom...”
The violent attack slammed into the Weapon Vault.
The resulting shockwave sent Lu Ming stumbling, nearly knocking him off his feet.
He quickly grabbed onto the Weapon Vault to steady himself!
Because Ye Fan had taken another two steps forward, countless bolts of purple-gold and black lightning instantly bombarded his body.
The onslaught tore his flesh apart, leaving him bloodied and battered...
Feeling his own severe injuries, Ye Fan knew he couldn't go any deeper!
If he ventured any further into the depths of the Thunder Pool, he would be in grave danger himself.
Ye Fan looked up and saw that the damned mortal was actually still alive.
At this point, Lu Ming was only a few steps away from the very center of the Thunder Pool.
Some parts of his skeletal body had even begun to melt under the scouring of the terrifying lightning!
Staring at Lu Ming's miserable state, Ye Fan couldn't help but marvel inwardly:
This damned mortal sure has a high pain tolerance... Even this hasn't killed him yet!
After a moment's thought, Ye Fan decided there was absolutely no need to risk his own life just to kill Lu Ming.
Looking at Lu Ming's pathetic state, even if he didn't lift a finger, he felt it wouldn't be long before the man was completely consumed by the lightning!
After all, he hadn't seen any progress in Lu Ming's body refining technique at all!
Ye Fan felt there was no reason to take the risk!
He could easily retreat to the edge of the Thunder Pool and simply wait for Lu Ming there...
If Lu Ming died inside the Thunder Pool, everyone would be happy, and he could immediately ascend to the Immortal Realm!
If the damned mortal somehow survived, he would just wait outside the Thunder Pool to finish him off.
He refused to believe the guy could stay inside the Thunder Pool forever!
Meanwhile, Lu Ming scanned with his divine sense and noticed that Ye Fan had also been blasted into a bloody mess by the lightning.
His smug, punchable face was now practically unrecognizable.
Seeing Ye Fan's pathetic state, Lu Ming endured the excruciating pain racking his body. Leaning against his Weapon Vault with one hand, he extended his index finger with the other and beckoned him over: Come at me!
Seeing Lu Ming's provocation, Ye Fan's blood boiled instantly.
His instinct was to charge over and tear Lu Ming apart, but he ultimately managed to restrain himself!
With a cold snort, Ye Fan prepared to turn and leave!
But when Lu Ming saw Ye Fan about to leave, he instantly panicked!
Wait, you can't leave!
If this guy got away, there would be endless trouble.
With this in mind, the very instant Ye Fan turned to walk away,
Lu Ming's mind raced, and the Weapon Vault beside him suddenly flared with spiritual light.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a tough, durable rope glowing with a faint, eerie light!
“Swish...”
With a sharp whistle through the air, Lu Ming guided the rope with his spiritual energy. It shot toward Ye Fan like a whip, wrapping securely around his waist.
He then yanked backward with all his might, intending to drag the departing Ye Fan back.
Caught completely off guard, Ye Fan lost his balance, and his entire body was violently dragged backward by the massive pulling force.
Since both of them were already severely injured, neither could stabilize themselves under the sudden impact of the pull.
Ye Fan tumbled out of control, crashing straight into Lu Ming.
Knocked off balance, Lu Ming was swept along, carrying Ye Fan with him as they crashed directly toward the forming Ten Thousand Tribulations Lightning.
“Damned mortal, let go of me, you bastard!”
Seeing the center of the Thunder Pool they were about to crash into, and sensing the terrifyingly dangerous aura radiating from it,
Ye Fan thrashed wildly, desperate to break free from Lu Ming.
At this moment, Lu Ming was also dumbfounded. He had wanted to trick Ye Fan to death, but he hadn't intended to take himself down with him!
But it was far too late to regret it now!
As for letting go of Ye Fan, Lu Ming had no intention of doing so.
Under these circumstances, he had no idea what would happen to himself anyway.
Gritting his teeth, he wrapped his fleshless, skeletal arms tightly around Ye Fan!
At this point, only one thought remained in Lu Ming's mind:
“It's over! Roll the credits!”
Following that thought, the two of them plunged headlong into the center of the Thunder Pool, right where the purple-gold lightning of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Lightning was churning.
“Boom...”
The entire Thunder Pool violently erupted. Myriads of lightning patterns crisscrossed and burst forth as blinding light swept in all directions, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar that shook the very heavens.
A massive shockwave of energy rippled outward, whipping up a tempest of roaring lightning.
Ye Fan was gone, Lu Ming was gone, and even the nearly fully-formed Ten Thousand Tribulations Lightning had vanished without a trace!
...
While Lu Ming had been desperately running for his life inside the Thunder Pool, three elders of the Qingshan Sect were already standing high in the void!
At the head of the group, the Grand Elder's fingers moved in a blur as the eight-trigram disk in his hand spun rapidly, its intricate black-gold divination marks shimmering and flowing.
His expression was solemn as his gaze swept across the vast void, his fingers constantly calculating and deducing.
Suddenly, a burst of golden light erupted from the disk!
The Grand Elder's eyes narrowed instantly. Pointing a finger forward, he barked:
“Right here!”
Before the Grand Elder's voice could even fade, Third Elder Hanyan, who had been standing silently by his side, suddenly burst into motion!
Taking a step forward, his chilling sword intent instantly pierced the heavens.
With an expressionless face and eyes as calm as still water, Hanyan reached back and drew the long sword from his back!
Clang...
A clear, resonant sword chime echoed through the world as a biting sword light slashed across the sky.
Following the coordinates locked on by the Grand Elder, he unleashed a mighty slash!
Rip!
The fierce sword edge tore right through the stable void.
A pitch-black, deep spatial rift suddenly emerged!
Deep within the rift, countless fragmented chains of the Heavenly Dao's laws crisscrossed, and a vast, ancient pressure from the Heavenly Dao violently billowed out.
It suppressed the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, freezing it entirely, causing the soul to tremble and making it hard to breathe.
The moment the sword strike ended, Hanyan swayed slightly, the color instantly draining from his face as he turned deathly pale.
The blood energy within him churned violently, and his aura withered at a visible rate.
Just as Hanyan slashed open the spatial rift, the Grand Elder moved as fast as lightning, an ancient and mysterious miniature array disk appearing in his palm.
On the other side, Third Elder Huo Furong looked extremely grave.
With a flash of her body, she appeared before the array disk.
Flipping her delicate hand, a lustrous small jade bottle landed steadily at the center of the array disk.
“Buzz...”
A low hum of the array suddenly rang out. The tens of thousands of runes on the array disk lit up, instantly enveloping the jade bottle.
In a flash of flowing light and violent tremors of shadows, the jade bottle instantly dissolved into the array's radiance, disappearing completely into the spatial rift.
Seeing the jade bottle vanish, the three of them let out a long breath, feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted!
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