Chapter 723: Nothing Left of the Body

The Thunder Pond, although tranquil, emanated an aura that instilled a deep-seated fear in everyone present.

Even the white Huge Dragon, formed by the convergence of Spirit Veins and currently being coerced by Zheng Jingren to spit out Essence Blood using secret arts, turned its gaze toward the Yin-Yang Thunder Pond at this moment.

"Go to hell!"

The voice, tinged with resentful anger, rang out as Lei Moyun flipped his hand, causing the Thunder Pond to surge down from the void, descending directly upon Zheng Ming's body.

The thunder water cascaded like a waterfall, rushing downwards! Under the torrent of thunder water, Zheng Ming's blood shadow seemed so fragile.

In Zheng Ming's eyes, a trace of solemnity emerged at that moment. The instant the Yin-Yang Thunder Pond descended, Zheng Ming felt the palpable threat of death.