13: An incredible comeback! You call this "all looks and no brains"?!

A critical moment!

That malicious flying needle, coated in God-Fallen Powder and capable of corrupting a Great Saint's Dao foundation, transformed into a silent, dark line of death, closing in infinitely on the back of the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion's head!

This was his trump card, a hidden treasure!

It was his greatest reliance for changing his fate against the heavens!

Behind the giant rock, Qin Feng's lips curled into a hideous smirk due to extreme excitement. His muscles bulged, waiting for the next moment to transform into a heroic flash of light and charge toward the stage of his dreams!

However!

At the very instant that poisonous needle was about to touch the Thunder Lion's scales!

A sudden change occurred!

Ling Qingzhu, who had been suppressed all along and appeared to be 'dripping with sweat' and 'exhausted of magic power,' suddenly had a pair of incredibly brilliant cold glints burst from her always-cool eyes!

Within those glints, there wasn't a hint of fatigue—only endless coldness, mockery, and a piercing, bone-chilling killing intent!

Su Chen, watch closely!

I, Ling Qingzhu, am definitely not that silly, white, sweet girl with big breasts and no brains from your writings!

She didn't look at the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion that was about to be ambushed at all!

Nor did she look at that lethal poisonous needle which, in the eyes of others, could determine the outcome of the battle!

Her body left a lifelike afterimage composed of ice crystals in place, while her true self spun around suddenly at a speed completely impossible for the naked eye to capture!

She didn't retreat, she didn't defend, and she didn't even try to intercept that poisonous needle!

Instead, she swung her hand back!

Buzz!

Three divine needles, entirely golden and swirling with overbearing Imperial Dragon Qi, flew out from her sleeve!

The three divine needles were in a triangular Formation, carrying a terrifying whistle that tore through the Void Realm. Their target was neither the Thunder Lion nor the poisonous needle!

Instead, they were pointed directly at that patch of space a hundred meters away where Qin Feng was hiding!

"Get the Hell out here!"

A clear shout, like Nine Heavens profound ice exploding by the ear, resounded through the entire valley!

In that voice was the monstrous rage of being deceived, suppressed for several days!

It was the endless killing intent accumulated from being played for a fool for so long!

At this moment, she was no longer the 'silly, white, sweet' girl in the script who needed protection.

She was a goddess of vengeance holding the script, personally sending the hunter to his grave!

"What?!"

Behind the giant rock, the hideous smile on Qin Feng's face instantly froze.

The heroic step he was about to take also stiffened mid-air.

In his mind, only endless horror and a Soul-tearing disbelief remained!

She had discovered him!

Even more unexpected was that the opponent's target was not the Thunder Lion, but himself!

How did she dare?!

How did she know I was here?!

This is impossible! My 'Turtle Breath Spirit-Concealing Art' is an ancient secret technique; even a Saint King might not be able to see through it! On what basis did she?!

Countless question marks exploded frantically in his mind, causing his thoughts to fall into a standstill.

But he no longer had time to think.

Those three Delusion-Breaking Divine Needles were Imperial Secret Treasures of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty, born to be the nemesis of all concealment techniques.

The Imperial Dragon Qi attached to the divine needles was even more overbearing and matchless, crushing everything in its path!

Boom!

The space in front of Qin Feng made a tooth-aching cracking sound.

The dozens of concealment Formations he had set up were as fragile as paper before the Delusion-Breaking Divine Needles, collapsing in an instant!

"Pfft—!"

The Formations were broken, and the Qi backlashed.

Qin Feng felt as if his internal organs were all displaced, and a large mouthful of blood was spat out on the spot!

His figure could no longer remain hidden, and he stumbled out of the void in an extremely wretched state.

Like a stray dog kicked out of a gutter, he was completely exposed in broad daylight!

And at the same moment his figure was exposed.

Pfft!

A faint sound of flesh being pierced came through.

Since Ling Qingzhu didn't bother to intercept it at all, the malicious flying needle Qin Feng had fired accurately and solidly embedded itself into the back of the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion's head!

"Roar—???"

The Purple Lightning Thunder Lion's massive body suddenly stiffened, its violent movements coming to an abrupt halt.

A cold, malicious, and ominous eerie power was following its sea of Divine Soul, frantically eroding its Sacred Beast Dao foundation!

Its power was rapidly draining!

Its consciousness was quickly becoming confused!

It was over.

This was the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion's final clear thought.

It was going to die.

But before it died, it would drag that despicable, shameless biped who ambushed it down to Hell together!

"Roar—!!!!"

A beastly roar, more violent, desperate, and resentful than any before, erupted from the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion's mouth!

Its eyes instantly turned blood-red, completely losing its sanity, leaving only the most primitive desire for destruction!

Those beastly pupils, crimson like a sea of blood, completely ignored Ling Qingzhu who was right in front of it.

They snapped around!

Like two blood-colored searchlights from Hell, they locked onto Qin Feng, who had just been forced out of hiding, was spitting blood, and whose aura still carried a hint of the 'God-Fallen Powder' lingering resonance!

It's you!

Its Soul was bellowing!

It's you, this despicable and shameless biped! It's the scent on you!

It was you who ambushed me!

All of the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion's anger, pain, and desire for destruction found a perfect outlet at this moment!

Rumble!

All the purple lightning on its body transformed in this instant into a dark red representing destruction and omen!

The air was filled with a pungent smell of burning and blood!

It burned its own life, burned its own Divine Soul, gathering it into a final and strongest strike!

The entire valley trembled frantically under this desperate power!

"No... no... it wasn't me... you've got it wrong..."

Watching the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion that had gone completely demonic and had locked onto him entirely, Qin Feng's Soul Flew Away and Spirit Scattered. He was terrified to the core, stammering incoherent excuses.

He couldn't understand!

He completely couldn't understand!

Why would the script be so disastrously wrong?!

Why did Ling Qingzhu discover him?

Why didn't she follow the routine?

Why didn't this beast attack her, but instead attacked him?!

He racked his brain but couldn't figure out which part of his flawless plan had gone wrong!

But the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion would not give him any time to think.

"Roar!!!"

Amidst an ultimate roar that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Abyss, that dark red sea of lightning, capable of turning even a Saint King into ashes, had transformed into a world-destroying torrent that swallowed the sky and earth, carrying endless destruction and resentment as it surged down to consume him!