The calamity lightning blades descended, containing within them a surging desolate aura. Qin Wentian inclined his head and howled in anger, his sword qi piercing through the clouds as his King Sword astral nova appeared. It manifested a forcefield out of the sword qi, negating that surge of destructive energy thundering down at him.
Ye Kongfan coldly snorted. The next instant, his palm shot towards Qin Wentian while simultaneously behind him, his two astral nova merged to create an incomparably large lightning god palm that shot towards Qin Wentian. The air trembled, and it took but a moment for the the heavens and earth to shake. Qin Wentian’s entire body was encased in lightning while the gigantic lightning palm abruptly clenched down, as though seizing that entire piece of sky.
Ye Kongfan’s eyes sparkled with icy laughter, and he gazed upon Qin Wentian with the absolute certainty of his imminent death.