Boom, boom, boom!
Amidst the flashes of lightning, Black Incubus Devil Lord's agonizing screams stopped abruptly. Her meaty body was submerged in the lightning.
A frightening aura spread out.
Everyone retreated continuously, unable to resist the terrifying shockwave. However, they continued staring at the ball of lightning in front, waiting for the final result with bated breath.
The lightning rod in the middle was on the verge of breaking. The walls were already cracked, and only half of the main body remained. It stood there stubbornly.
Wang Teng stood on the lightning rod with a pale face and blood all over him. He panted heavily and fixed his gaze at the ball of light in front. He had reached his limit. If Black Incubus Devil Lord didn't die, he had no other methods.
Suddenly, he frowned. Glancing around him, his expression changed.