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Hu Bayi's expression was solemn, but his eyes shone with determination.
Having become a member of Pawnshop No. 8, he had already transcended the boundaries of life and death; at this moment, he was fearless.
His disheveled appearance was merely an outward manifestation; his inner fighting spirit burned like a raging fire.
"You damn bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"
Hu Bayi roared, his voice echoing in the empty space.
His figure suddenly hovered in mid-air, his hands quickly forming hand seals, unleashing the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Secret Technique.
This time, his secret technique was even more powerful.
Dark clouds filled the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning.
Thick bolts of lightning stood like pillars in the sky, flashing with terrifying light.
These lightning bolts seemed to be controlled by Hu Bayi, dancing according to his will.
Hu Bayi has learned his lesson; he not only infuses his attacks with lightning, but also forms a lightning shield around himself.
In this way, no matter how the King attacked, he would find it difficult to break through this protective barrier.
"Holy crap, Lao Hu is about to unleash his ultimate move!"
Seeing this, Fatty Wang hurriedly dodged to the side.
His eyes widened, his face filled with astonishment, as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.
The Prince of Xian also felt threatened by Hu Bayi, and he tried to avoid the terrifying lightning attack.
But no matter how he changed his form, he could not escape the lightning's pursuit.
These lightning bolts seemed to have a life of their own, tightly locking onto the aura of the King.
"I want you dead!" Hu Bayi roared, waving his hands violently.
The lightning that had gathered in the sky instantly merged into a massive pillar of lightning, crashing down upon King Xian with earth-shattering force.
At that moment, the entire space seemed to freeze.
All eyes were fixed on the terrifying pillar of lightning and the figure of the King.
The roar was deafening, as if it were about to swallow the entire world.
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Everything around them was instantly reduced to nothing by the lightning bolt.
The entire palace began to shake violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
If someone were to look up from below, they would be horrified to discover this.
A huge hole appeared at the bottom of the main hall, as if leading to an endless abyss.
"That old bastard is finally dead."
Fatty Wang, panting heavily, said with a smug look on his face.
Hu Bayi was also exhausted. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied:
"Using the ultimate move really drains your resources like crazy."
Shirley Yang, however, was not as optimistic as they were. She frowned slightly, looked at Lin Yang, and asked with some concern:
"The question is, is King Xian really dead?"
Lin Yang shook his head and said with a solemn expression:
"King Xian is a ghost immortal, after all; he can't be killed so easily."
Fatty Wang muttered resentfully, "No way, even Old Hu's terrifying ultimate move couldn't kill this old guy?"
As he spoke, he walked toward the huge opening, wanting to see it for himself.
However, when he walked to the edge of the cave and peeked out, he was surprised to find...
There was nothing around except for a bottomless hole.
The King of Xian vanished without a trace.
"The entire palace was pierced through, and that still didn't kill the old man?"
Fatty Wang scratched his head in confusion, looking at Hu Bayi and Lin Yang with a puzzled expression.
Hu Bayi frowned as well, and after a moment of contemplation, he said:
"It's hard to say. The boss said he's not dead, so maybe he really isn't."
Just as the group was speculating, a terrifying aura suddenly shot up from the cave entrance.
Then, a figure flew out of the cave entrance.
The man was shrouded in black mist, looking like a demon who had emerged from hell.
"Damn it, you really deserve to die."
The King's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice revealed endless anger and murderous intent.
He stared intently at Hu Bayi. "You're the first person in all these years to have caused me such a significant loss."
Upon hearing this, Hu Bayi showed no fear and sneered:
"I don't mind continuing to make you suffer losses."
However, King Xian shook his head, a sinister smile appearing on his face:
"You have no chance."
As he spoke, he suddenly waved his hand, and countless clouds of black mist surged forward like a tide.
Upon seeing this, Hu Bayi originally thought he could use the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Secret Technique to resist the black mist.
But to his surprise, the black mist seemed to be alive.
Completely unaffected by the secret technique, it struck him directly.
Strangely, these seemingly illusory black mists actually acted like real objects, sending Hu Bayi flying on the spot.
"Old Hu!" Upon seeing this, Fatty Wang roared and pounced on Prince Xian like an enraged bear.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his muscles were taut, as if he wanted to tear the King of Xian to pieces.
However, the King of Xian simply smiled dismissively.
With another wave of his hand, countless black mists surged forth, sending Fatty Wang flying.
This time, even the seemingly indestructible Fatty Wang suffered a serious injury, with a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"How is that possible?!" Shirley Yang stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
She never expected that Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang, two seasoned tomb raiders, would be involved.
They were so utterly helpless in front of King Xian.
The black mist seemed to have a life of its own, easily knocking the two of them to the ground.
The King's gaze fell coldly on Shirley Yang, as if he were looking at a lamb to the slaughter.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the black mist, as if receiving a command, continued to rush towards Shirley Yang.
However, just as the black mist was about to touch Shirley Yang.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of her like lightning.
It's Lin Yang!
With a single punch, he shattered the black mist.
The black mist dispersed, turning into wisps of smoke and dissipating into the air.
At the same time, dazzling electric light erupted from Lin Yang's body.
Countless arcs of electricity converged into a thunder dragon, roaring as it charged toward the King.
The thunder dragon was incredibly powerful, as if it wanted to devour everything.
Upon seeing this, a look of seriousness flashed across the King's face.
He swayed, and a gigantic figure appeared behind him.
The figure, composed of black mist, roared and pounced on the thunder dragon like a demon.
The entire palace shook violently the moment the two collided.
It was as if an invisible force was raging through the palace, threatening to destroy everything within it.
Strangely, although the palace shook violently, it never broke.
The Prince of Xian looked at Lin Yang before him, a hint of surprise and admiration flashing in his eyes.
He said, "Good, good, you really are amazing. I wasn't wrong about you, but it's a pity you're not on the same path as me."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "So, you can only die."
As King Xian condensed that terrifying giant, the entire space seemed to be distorted by his powerful force.
The giant's body continued to expand, as if it were about to burst the entire tomb, and a suffocating pressure swept over us.
"I'd like to see how many thunder dragons you can summon," King Xian sneered, his voice filled with mockery and disdain.
However, Lin Yang just smiled faintly when he heard this.
He shook his head and said softly, "I forgot to tell you, the Lightning Thunder Fist is just one of my many moves."
Although his voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of the King of Xian.
The King's expression changed slightly. He had clearly not expected that Lin Yang had hidden an even more powerful move.
"Oh? You have something even more amazing?"
The Prince of Xian raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest appearing on his face:
"Then let me see just how capable you really are."
"Since you want to see it, then I'll grant your wish."