Lightning dragon!
When the three kings heard that Saleen was planning to capture this creature, their fires of the dead immediately began trembling violently. Other spirits might not have known what the lightning dragon was, but the three of them had a deep impression of it. In the past, Shanglan had kept nine lightning dragons as his magic pets. Those dragons had already advanced to a stage where they could already fly, and their lightning attacks could instantly transform a spirit into a bunch of dregs.
Fortunately, the three kings remained expressionless. They had managed to conceal their fear extremely well. That was a matter of the past by now. Right now, the three of them had already progressed from weak spirits into kings, so they did not need to be afraid of a mere lightning dragon who had not evolved at all. It was just that the tinge of fear in their hearts had been buried too deeply. It could not be erased no matter what.
