Crackle!
The ball of lightning surged across the air with terrifying momentum.
The Primeval Mountain elder smirked coldly.
Even though his cultivation base was restricted to the peak of the State of Foundation Establishment in this level, he was actually a cultivator in the State of the Nascent Soul with high proficiency in sorcery.
He was sure that his sorcery would kill the kid. So what if that kid unsealed one or two chakras?
As he thought of that, his expression turned disdainful.
He was surprised when he saw the kid lift his palm and slapped toward the ball of lightning.
"Haha!"
He could not help but laugh out loud.
'That brat is crazy! Does he plan to counter my full-powered attack with a slap? He must have a death wish!'
Behind him, the people from Primeval Mountain also could not help but laugh.
