"Killing a Heavenly God is incredibly difficult; it requires sacrificing one's life and using bizarre energies to corrupt the opponent..."
Lin Yan thought to himself, "Although the deity isn't dead, maintaining its sanity is no easy feat. If it doesn't want to fall entirely, it will undoubtedly have to retreat and purify itself..."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
The Heavenly God of the Thunder Department was extremely powerful.
Even if his true form was present, victory wouldn't be assured.
But the opponent was like a white garment, unwilling to be stained by even a speck of mud.
And the body of the Jiang Family's old ancestor was already like a lump of mud.
Detonating this mud couldn't kill the opponent, but as long as the white garment was stained black, the immediate crisis could be temporarily alleviated.
With his remaining will, he glanced back.
Heavenly Destiny City had fallen!
