Chapter 3782
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You Zun's pupils constricted under the pressure.
His distorted face was flushed with an abnormal shade of red.
His emotions had become exceptionally crazy.
He shook his head as he forcefully supported his battered and exhausted body as he slowly shifted out of the range of Ye Qing Luo's pressure.
Fresh blood streaked across his body, leaving behind a blood-colored mark.
Blood kept gushing out of the wound on his severed arm.
He totally didn't notice it.
He only stared at Ye Qing Luo in shock.
He was still mumbling, "No, impossible …. Thunderclap Arts can't be yours! This is impossible … you're not Ye Qing Luo, you're not ….. "
The young lady gave a cold laugh as her pink lips curled upwards, as though she was ridiculing You Zun's incompetence.
Her fingertips moved.
Electric currents flowed and formed an electric ball in her palm.
The electric ball shone with a dazzling radiance.
It caused one's eyes to have a crystal-like splendor.
That electric ball was extremely beautiful.
But it was filled with a shocking murderous intent.
You Zun's eyes widened as his expression contorted malevolently.
That electric ball, in the eyes of outsiders, was a colourful and beautiful light ball.
But he was very clear.
This electric ball, as compared to the electric ball which landed on him earlier, was much stronger!
If this electric ball came down.
He would absolutely lose his life!
If he didn't remember wrongly …..
The Thunderclap Arts which the young lady displayed, had at least reached …. the standard of Thunderclap Arts fifth level and above!
You Zun stared at Ye Qing Luo unwillingly.
In an attempt to find any flaw from Ye Qing Luo.
He couldn't believe it.
A young lady who looked to be fifteen to sixteen years old.
To be able to refine that once world shocking secret art – Thunderclap Arts to fifth level and above!
Especially when the Thunderclap Arts had been lost for thousands of years!
But …..
When that electric ball which was filled with electric current landed on him.
A swish sound was heard.
The numbness from the electric current started to spread to every corner of his body.
He only felt a dull pain in his internal organs and a heart-wrenching feeling, as though his internal organs were being torn apart by the electric current.
He could even smell the burnt smell coming from his body.
Wave after wave of electric current made his consciousness a little scattered.
No!
He was the noble You Zun!
He was his Father's favourite son!
He was the future master of the Gloomy Palace!
Everything here would belong to him!
How could he … How could he be defeated by a woman?
He didn't want to die like this!
He absolutely did not want to die!
The Nether Prime's heart was roaring, screaming, and venting.
However, he could feel the electric shock coming from his body and the buzzing sound of the electric current beside his ears.
There was despair everywhere …
"Idiot!"
Just as the Dark Lord's consciousness was about to dissipate and his vision was about to turn black.
Suddenly, an extremely dignified and cold reprimanding voice sounded beside his ear.
That voice was like a clear spring in the desert, like a withered tree coming to life in the spring …
It caused the Dark Lord to have a moment of clarity before his death, trying his best to widen his eyes.
"F-Lord Father …"
He opened his mouth, but what came out was only a soundless stream of air.
"You disappoint me too much." That cold and treacherous voice made people shiver.
Venerable You's consciousness was in a daze. His breathing was tight as he tried his best to open his eyes. "Save me … Save me …"
That voice was heavy for a moment.
Venerable You anxiously wanted to find traces of his Father.
But he felt weak all over and totally couldn't muster up any strength.
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