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Without the thunderous clash of powers one might have expected, there was merely a soft sound as both forces were instantaneously annihilated.
However, from the sky, another bolt of lightning descended and struck the dark figure once more.
Although it was the same scene again, with the dark figure seemingly falling into the sea after being hit by lightning, only to reappear in the air in the next moment, this time Yang Yan could distinctly feel that it had taken some damage.
This was evident as the black mist around it dissipated momentarily, revealing its decaying body.
Yang Yan sneered, his hand seals suddenly changed, and above his head, the thundercloud seemed to press down suddenly, unleashing countless bolts of fallen thunder directly at the dark figure.
This time, the dark figure didn't dare to recklessly endure it and could only rely on the power of space to swiftly evade the concentrated fallen thunder.
