A thunderous boom sounded, and a thick silver lightning pillar struck at Wu Sang.
Just as Wu Sang was about to cast a spell in defense, a sharp and piercing shriek rang out. He felt dizzy and could hardly stand.
Before he could regain his senses, the silver lightning pillar struck him, enveloping Wu Sang's body in silver light.
A gust of wind blew past, and Shen Long appeared behind Wu Sang, throwing a Soul Extinguishing Talisman into the air with his right hand.
With a gentle flap of the red wings on his back, he vanished from the spot. The Soul Extinguishing Talisman exploded, a mass of black light shone brightly, engulfing a large area, with Wu Sang right in the midst of it.
A scream of agony echoed, as if Wu Sang was undergoing excruciating pain.
Reverend Zizhu furrowed his brows and pinched a spell. The Zizhu Blade made a turn, heading straight for the Ice Flood Dragon.
