Capítulo 939: Chapter 950: The True Purple Lightning
Fourth Soul Skill – Purple Fla Dragon Thunder!
As soon as An Beisan heard this na, thousands of his heads turned pale, drained of all color.
The na “Purple Fla Dragon Thunder” alone wasn’t significant, An Beisan hadn’t even caught which specific four characters were used, but that single “Purple” character in the Fourth Soul Skill made chills run down his spine.
An Beisan stared at Wang Yan, his voice trembling, “What did you say? Purple… Thunder?”
Seeing the previously arrogant An Beisan suddenly change his deanor, the crowd on the giant carpet beca perplexed.
Clearly, it was a situation where An Beisan had the absolute upper hand; with a re wave, he could destroy them all.
Why then did he suddenly appear afraid after just a few words from Wang Yan?
What exactly is this “Purple Fla Dragon Thunder” Soul Skill?
Wang Yan did not answer An Beisan; instead, he lifted his head to look into the sky.
Suddenly, across the horizon ca a vast mass of dark clouds, drifting towards the crowd and covering the sky above them.
This massive dark cloud enveloped the entire sky, casting darkness over the vast sea, almost engulfing it in pitch-black darkness.
Upon seeing the black cloud erge, the people on the giant carpet didn’t feel anything, but An Beisan’s already pale face grew even paler, and his mountain-like body began to tremble violently.
Shaking, his gigantic body began to retreat.
“Impossible! Impossible!”
Thousands of eyes of An Beisan simultaneously emitted beams of fear, thousands of mouths muttering phrases of terror in unison.
Gradually, An Beisan moved farther and farther away, almost turning to flee.
The crowd on the giant carpet exchanged looks of disbelief, such a precarious situation eased so effortlessly.
And all it took was the presence of those seemingly unimposing black clouds in the sky.
Confused, Wang Tongrui remarked, “These clouds don’t seem frightening at all, why is An Beisan fleeing?”
Hearing this, Beiming Heng hurriedly raised a hand to cover Wang Tongrui’s mouth, lowering his voice, “Do you want him to co back?”
Wang Tongrui imdiately realized he spoke too much once again.
However, An Beisan had already heard what Wang Tongrui said.
Awakened by Wang Tongrui’s words, An Beisan stopped retreating, his thousand eyes glaring at Wang Yan angrily, shouting, “So you’re trying to scare , there is no ‘Purple Thunder’ at all.”
Having said that, An Beisan’s enormous body charged towards Wang Yan, with thousands of furious faces, opening their mouths wide to bite at Wang Yan.
Seeing this, Beiming Heng withdrew his hand from Wang Tongrui’s mouth in anger, fuming, “It’s all because of your big mouth, are you happy now?”
Wang Tongrui stomped his feet in frustration, hurriedly saying, “It’s all my fault, my fault. I must go forward to help Wang Yan, even if it ans death, I accept it.”
Upon hearing Wang Tongrui speak recklessly again, Beiming Heng turned pale with anger, yelling, “If you keep talking nonsense, you’ll be the death of !”
Wang Tongrui replied, “I said even if it’s my death, I didn’t say everyone. Hmph, even though none of us might escape today, but…”
Just as Wang Tongrui was halfway through the sentence, she stopped abruptly as everyone on the giant carpet glared at her.
Although out of respect for Beiming Heng no one spoke, everyone in their hearts prayed: Please, don’t let Wang Tongrui’s words co true.
But knowing Wang Tongrui’s ominous tongue, hitting the nail on the head every ti, left everyone uncertain, really not knowing if they could get through this calamity today.
“Prepare for battle.” At this, Beiming Heng set aside his reprimand for Wang Tongrui and urgently called out to everyone.
Everyone quickly clenched their fists, but as they looked at An Beisan charging from all directions, their hearts were empty, lacking any confidence.
At this mont, An Beisan’s thousand bodies had already rushed close, with the leading colossal head only three steps away from Wang Yan.
The massive head, with its bloodthirsty mouth wide open, ca biting towards Wang Yan.
Inside that blood-stained mouth, yellow teeth, enormous like hills, were exposed, while the long tongue covered in black moss emitted a nauseating stench.
Wang Yan stood there, dwarfed by one of those giant teeth.
But facing such an enormous mouth, Wang Yan stood tall and resolute, his silhouette firm, even clasping his hands behind his back, calmly watching the approaching head.
As the head nearly reached him, Wang Yan coolly said, “Purple Fla Dragon Thunder—”
And with those words, the black clouds above suddenly emitted a thunderous roar.
The roar sounded like the crackling of thunderbolts, more like the wrathful roar of a giant dragon.
Following the roar, a dazzling light burst forth from the dark sky.
A lightning bolt, as thick as a water barrel, struck down from the black cloud directly.
The purple light was incredibly vibrant, illuminating the heavens and earth in a purple hue.
The previously dark sea reflected a shimring scale-like pattern under the purple thunder’s radiance.
The purple lightning struck An Beisan’s massive head directly.
The head was just about to reach Wang Yan when the thunderous sound halted it mid-air, forcing it to look up at the sky.
As it raised its head, it glimpsed the purple thunder in the sky, and in an instant, the bolt filled An Beisan’s eyes.
His eyes were filled with the purple lightning, and both deep-seated fear and despair.
There ca a resounding boom as the purple lightning landed on the head, instantly reducing it to ash, releasing a pungent sll of charred flesh.
The massive head was instantly obliterated into ashes by the purple lightning.
Witnessing this, the thousands of heads charging fiercely towards the front all stopped, revealing expressions of fear.
Subsequently, these thousands of heads scread in unison, turning and fleeing.
“Now that you want to escape, it’s a bit late!”
With Wang Yan’s words, hundreds of purple lightning bolts instantly descended from the black clouds, illuminating the entire sky.
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