The Thunder Emperor was enraged!
The Great Thunder Emperor?
Everyone had a strange expression on their faces. They naturally knew that Ning Qi had never had such a nickname, and they looked at the cultivator who called himself the Little Thunder Emperor with schadenfreude.
"How dare you?"
The evil smile on the Little Thunder Emperor's face disappeared instantly, and he glared at Ning Qi.
"No, my nickname is really the Great Thunder Emperor. When your father comes, he has to call me father too. If you call me grandpa now, I'll spare your life and let you leave."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Go to hell!"
The Little Thunder Emperor was instantly enraged. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and it gushed out like a volcano eruption. In an instant, the sky turned much darker because of his anger. Dark clouds gathered, and lightning flashed and thunder roared!
In the next moment, the Little Thunder Emperor turned into a bolt of lightning and shot towards Ning Qi. The lightning aura on his body made Ning Zi and the rest frown subconsciously.
"Treason!"
Ning Qi shouted coldly. He didn't retreat, but advanced instead. He appeared in front of the Little Thunder Emperor and sent a slap towards his face!
Boom!
The Little Thunder Emperor's body was smashed into the ground like a cannonball, and a deep pit was formed, accompanied by a soaring cloud of dust.
"How … is this possible?"
The Little Thunder Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood and lay paralyzed in the deep pit. He looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. The other party's slap had directly shattered the bones in his body into countless pieces, and his internal organs were also severely injured. His injuries were very serious, but it wasn't to the extent of death.
The power of creation was frantically healing his injuries, but during this period of time, he had already lost the ability to fight!
Ning Qi looked down at the Little Thunder Emperor and smiled faintly. "In this world, nothing is impossible. However, I also didn't expect to meet a big fish like you from the start."
"Don't kill me! My father is the Thunder Emperor! He has my Soul Lamp. If you kill me, he'll rush over immediately. At that time, you'll die without a doubt! "
The Little Thunder Emperor sensed a trace of killing intent in Ning Qi's words, and hurriedly threatened him.
"I'm a cultivator of the Extremity of Death, and you're a cultivator of the Extremity of Thunder. If I kill you, all your battle points will belong to me. Why shouldn't I kill you? Just because your father is the Thunder Sovereign? Even if he comes, I will still kill him without hesitation. "
Ning Qi's figure flashed to appear before the Little Thunderemperor, and he directly smashed the Little Thunderemperor's head with a palm strike. Before the Little Thunderemperor died, his eyes revealed a trace of unwillingness, and he looked at Ning Qi with incomparable resentment. However, there was a trace of regret in his heart. If he'd known that he would encounter such an existence, he would have killed those two ants earlier!
"Ding! Congratulations to host for successfully killing a Seven Tribulation Creator. 100 Creation Points are rewarded! "
The sound of the system notification rang out.
Ning Qi glanced at the Battle Points Leaderboard and discovered that even after inheriting the Little Thunder Emperor's battle points, he still hadn't entered the top ten. However, he could already see his name in the twenties.
"Let's go. His father should be here soon."
Ning Qi waved his hand and celestial spiritual energy surrounded Wang Lin's group as they charged toward the Great Ruins.
…
"No, don't kill us …"
A group of First Tribulation Creators knelt in front of a middle-aged brawny man with fear written all over their faces. They were cultivators who were on the brink of death, but they never would have thought that they would meet the legendary Thunder Sovereign the moment they arrived at the Perilous Battlefield.
"Hehe."
The incomparably mighty Thunder Sovereign chuckled. With a thought, dozens of bolts of lightning descended from the sky and turned the group of cultivators into charcoal.
After doing all of this, he was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly frowned. The next moment, a Soul Lamp appeared in his palm. The flame formed by the Little Thunder Emperor's soul had already been extinguished.
The Thunder Emperor's expression immediately froze. He stared at the lifeless Soul Lamp in disbelief. It took him a while to recover his senses. A hint of grief and fury appeared on the Thunder Emperor's face as he let out a terrifying roar towards the sky.
"Who dares to kill the son of the Thunder Sovereign!? Who!? "
The mighty roar spread in all directions. The cultivators hundreds of kilometers away all revealed expressions of shock when they heard this roar, no matter which Perilous Battlefield they were in!
The Thunder Sovereign's son, the Little Thunder Sovereign, was killed by someone?
The Great Gambling War had just begun, and such a character had died?
"I'm afraid the Great Gambling War this time will be even more tragic than before. Let's find a place to hide. Once the Thunder Sovereign is angry, life will be lost!"
"Right, right! Judging from the sound, the Thunder Sovereign isn't far from us. Let's hide quickly! "
The few cultivators' faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with fear. They were afraid that they would be killed by the enraged Thunder Sovereign as a punching bag!
…
A bolt of lightning sped through the sky. Very soon, the Thunder Sovereign appeared at the place where the Little Thunder Sovereign had died. Because the Soul Lamp had a guiding effect, it could point out to the Thunder Sovereign the place where his host had died.
The Thunder Sovereign looked at the huge pit in the ground silently. He could sense his son's aura from it, and it seemed that his son had died here.
"There's only the aura of a Six Tribulation Creator in the surroundings. It's impossible for a Six Tribulation Creator to kill my son …"
The Thunder Sovereign looked around coldly, trying to find the killer of his son. Ultimately, he found nothing. "No matter who you are, for daring to kill my son, the Thunder Sovereign, you'll have to pay with your life!"
Because of his unique physique, the Thunder Sovereign had spent countless years to have such a precious son. Originally, the Thunder Sovereign had already prepared many backup plans for this Great Gambling War. After the war, he would have the chance to break through to the Nine Tribulation Creator Realm. His son would also have a ninety percent chance of successfully advancing to the Eight Tribulation Creator Realm. But now, his son had died in the hands of someone else!
Thinking up to this point, the Thunder Sovereign crushed a jade token in his hand.
Not long after, a figure sped over and landed not far away from the Thunder Sovereign.
"Thunder Sovereign, it's not time for the plan yet. Why did you call me here in such a hurry?"
The figure looked at the Thunder Sovereign indifferently, as if he didn't dare to get too close to him.
"There's a change of plans. My son has been killed. I want to find the killer. If I can't find him, all the cultivators in the Three Perilous Realms will be buried with him!"
The Thunder Sovereign said coldly.
The figure was slightly taken aback as a look of surprise flashed across his eyes. He then nodded his head. "Alright, I'll send all my subordinates to help you find the killer of your son. But I hope that the Thunder Sovereign will look at the bigger picture and not affect our plans …"
"The bigger picture … Don't worry. Even if my son is dead, I won't give up on the chance to advance to the Nine Tribulation Creator Realm. I've been in the Eight Tribulation Realm for too long …"
The Thunder Sovereign's eyes flashed as he said calmly.
"That's good. In that case, Thunder Sovereign, I'll take my leave first!"
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