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"Boom!"

The purple lightning, precise as a missile, struck directly at Qi Tianhe's head.

Qi Tianhe didn't even have the reaction to flee, let alone resist; he was instantly reduced to slag by the lightning, his flesh and blood gone, vanished from this world.

The fishing boat was swept into ruins by the terrifying aftermath of the lightning.

The shattered deck, the lifeless bodies floating on the sea surface, blood-red staining that patch of seawater.

The others, witnessing this scene, couldn't stop their eyelids from twitching.

Too terrifying, is this kid even human?

An Elder of Hehuan Sect, with a Golden Core Realm first-tier Cultivation Level, was just like that, simply killed.

The Long Family and Luo Family, intimidated by this move from Li Xiaoyao, began to hesitate in their hearts.

Li Xiaoyao's strength was beyond their expectations.

Although he had once displayed the Thunder Commanding Art, it had never been like today, with such terrifying destructive power.

What they didn't know was that Li Xiaoyao, back in the Human Realm, had a Cultivation Level no higher than the Spirit Cultivation Realm, but now, he had already reached the second tier of the Golden Core Realm. With a Cultivation Level that had changed as drastically as heaven and earth, not to mention, the environment here greatly enhanced the power of Li Xiaoyao's Thunder Commanding Art.

This place was the Mediterranean Sea, where the air was moist, and lightning formed faster and more powerfully than anywhere else.

Looking up at the sky, the thunderclouds were particularly strange.

To the left were vast, endless thunderclouds, and to the right, it was like another world, as if an invisible barrier was separating the two.

Li Xiaoyao guessed that this should be the energy of a Secret Realm, blocking all external energies.

Chen Feng no longer dared to speak; all that remained in his heart now was fear.

If Li Xiaoyao's previous act of devouring his spells had caused him a trace of dread but not particular fear,

then after Li Xiaoyao deployed the Thunder Commanding Art, he finally felt afraid.

Not to mention the immense power and terrifying destructive force of Li Xiaoyao's Thunder Commanding Art, just the fact that Li Xiaoyao could cast it in an instant was enough to shock and frighten Chen Feng.

Even in the Rakshasa Sect, those who could cast spells instantly were the foremost spellcasting talents.

This Li Xiaoyao was nothing more than a bastard of the Li Family, left outside and only recognized after 28 years.

Li Yunchen and Li Tinghai, along with the Elders of Nangong Family, were so shocked by this sudden shift of the situation that they were somewhat at a loss for words.

Li Yunchen and Li Tinghai acknowledged to themselves that they could've easily killed Qi Tianhe with a move, but they could absolutely not match the terrifying might that Li Xiaoyao had shown.

This was the difference between Spells and martial techniques.

But as Li Xiaoyao had said, even though Spells were terrifying, if the caster didn't meet the requirements to cast Spells instantly, then they could be killed in the interval of casting those Spells.

Li Xiaoyao's gaze turned toward the Long Family and Luo Family; without saying anything, his lips slowly formed an arc that struck terror into their hearts—his right hand holding the Ancient Sword, slowly lifted up from below. The Ancient Sword was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, declaring their impending doom.

The Luo Family immediately lost their nerve: "Li Xiaoyao, we, the Luo Family, will no longer be involved in this matter."

Everyone was astonished, and Chen Feng and Xia Li were even more angry in their hearts.

The once proud Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country, who just a second ago were ready to aid them, suddenly switched sides upon witnessing Li Xiaoyao's display of tremendous strength, such hypocrisy utterly disgusting.

However, from another perspective, the Luo Family's ability to make an immediate decision at such a time and strive for self-preservation was not something ordinary people could do.

They had just realized one thing, and that was that the current Li Xiaoyao was indeed beyond their capability to confront.

Even if they combined their strength and were more formidable than Li Xiaoyao, what of it?

Li Xiaoyao could fly and escape at any time, but they couldn't fly; they could only passively take the hits.

"Smart enough to protect yourself? Too late!" Li Xiaoyao did not give them a chance, swinging his sword down.

"Boom!"

The moment the sound of thunder rang out, the Elder of the Luo Family knew something terrible was about to happen, and had already stepped onto the bow, leaping toward the Long Family's fishing boat before the lightning could materialize.

The other disciples of the Luo Family weren't so lucky, their cultivation levels and nervous reactions far inferior to the Elder's; they could only watch helplessly as the lightning struck from the sky.

"Boom!"

The massive lightning struck their bodies, and they didn't even feel the pain before their bodies were melted into blood and flesh by the searing heat.

The Luo Family Elder, who narrowly escaped with his life, yelled upon landing, "We can't wait any longer, act now and kill him!"

The Long Family also had no hesitation; they knew that the battle between them and Li Xiaoyao was a matter of life and death.

Taking the initiative might give them a slim chance of survival; if they didn't act, the only outcome waiting for them was death.

The two Elders of the Long Family, along with the Luo Family Elder, leaped toward Li Xiaoyao from atop the fishing boat.

They weren't Mentalists, and their cultivation had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Realm; they could only use the boat to momentarily stay afloat in the air.

Chen Feng, suppressing the fear in his heart, quickly formed hand seals, saying at the same time, "Sister Xia, let's join forces and kill him."

But Xia Li pulled him back, her voice pressed very low, "We need to leave this place immediately."

"Why?" Chen Feng was pulled by her, causing his hand seals to dissipate, looking at her with confusion, he said, "Together with the three of them, we can definitely kill him."

"We can't kill him. Do you not know how powerful the Thunder Commanding Art is? His spiritual power cultivation has long broken through the Golden Core Realm, and his proficiency in spells is no less than ours; he's probably only somewhat inferior to the monsters and geniuses in our sect. A person like him, we can't kill. Running now might give us a slight chance of survival." Xia Li was astute, seeing through all possibilities in an instant.

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng stayed silent, plainly understanding that what Xia Li said was true. But in his heart, he was still unwilling to admit that Li Xiaoyao was stronger than him.

"If you want to stay, then stay." Facing life and death, what did it matter if they were fellow disciples? Xia Li dropped this remark and turned to fly toward the island.

Chen Feng gave Li Xiaoyao a reluctant look, gritted his teeth, and inwardly shouted, "I'll let you off this time, but once our Master arrives, that'll be the end of you."

The two fled swiftly, one after the other, toward the distance.

Li Yunchen and the others on the fishing boat sneered with pride at the sight, saying, "What of the Rakshasa Sect? Before the Li Family, don't they flee all the same?"

The other sects and powers who had not gotten involved breathed a sigh of relief.

Da Lin Temple felt the most fortunate among them; they had wanted to respond and kill Li Xiaoyao, but they had held back.

The abbot of Da Lin Temple had given a command: upon encountering Li Xiaoyao, they must not engage in any conflict with him.

It was this command that saved their lives.