Chapter 959: Desperate Qiao Lin! Surrender Now!

Crackling—!!

Black lightning slashed everywhere, Xu Jingming crushed the lightning dragon as if he were Lei Shen himself.

Compared to human World Saints, the nine-rank lightning dragon possessed far more indestructible matter.

But none of it mattered—its body, restored with indestructible matter, was swiftly obliterated again by Xu Jingming.

Moreover, due to the SSS-grade Chaotic Divine Thunder's partial control over other lightning, the dragon couldn't even escape—it could only endure the blows passively!

"Tsk, didn't expect Xu Jingming to actually have some real skill."

"Even Lord Allen, when he was at mid-eight-rank, might not have been this strong."

"What are you talking about! Lord Allen is forever the strongest!"

"......"

Qiao Lin and the other three had stopped running and hovered in the high sky three thousand meters away, reduced to mere spectators.

"Did you record the video?"

"Recorded."

"Good."

Qiao Lin nodded, positioning herself above and to the right of the group.

A glowing metal sphere, the size of a basketball, floated silently there.

It was the most advanced photonic sphere, capable of capturing video and analyzing combat strength.

Although Qiao Lin didn't believe Xu Jingming posed any real threat to Lord Allen.

But judging by the power Xu Jingming had just displayed, it was genuinely terrifying.

With this battle footage, future targeting would be much simpler.

'Ding! Killed one nine-rank lower-tier beast, Purple Lightning Dragon. Energy Points +310,000!'

Three minutes later, as Xu Jingming's spear pierced the dragon's skull once more, a system alert chimed in his mind.

"Finally killed it—this imperial dragon's vitality is too strong."

Xu Jingming flapped his wings, gasping for breath.

Though the battle lasted only three minutes, its intensity was immense!

He had used SSS-grade combat techniques over ten times; without the Extreme Radiance Thunder Ring replenishing his energy, he might not have subdued this Purple Lightning Dragon.

"But at least it was all worth it."

Three hundred and ten thousand energy points alone made it worthwhile, let alone this massive imperial beast corpse.

The lifeless Purple Lightning Dragon plummeted helplessly from the sky; a flash of black lightning appeared, and Xu Jingming swiftly chased after it, storing the corpse in his space ring.

After absorbing the dragon's essence blood later, his physical body should improve significantly.

"He just killed it?"

"Such terrifying power."

"That dragon had no resistance at all."

"......"

Meanwhile, on the other side, Qiao Lin and the other three simultaneously let out gasps of astonishment.

Such effortless slaughter made them feel the dragon wasn't even an imperial-grade beast—it was as if it were an ordinary imperial beast.

In reality, this dragon could have wiped out their entire team with ease.

"My Lord Qiao Lin, what should we do now? Still go after Xu Jingming?"

One of the four, a tall, slender youth, spoke up.

"Go after him?"

Qiao Lin looked at him as if he were an idiot. "Do you think our strength surpasses that lightning dragon? Or do you have some hidden trump card to take down Xu Jingming?"

"No." The youth quickly shook his head.

"Then that's settled. Thank goodness that lightning dragon showed up—if not, we'd already be dead in Xu Jingming's hands."

Qiao Lin patted her chest, relief washing over her.

Her arrogance was built on the assumption that Xu Jingming was weaker than them.

Now that she realized his power was this immense, she certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to attack.

"Prepare to flee. We're about four kilometers away from him—even if he's strong, he can't catch us."

Saying this, Qiao Lin prepared to activate a flight combat technique and leave.

Suddenly—

A piercing shriek of Lei Ting echoed from above.

Instantly, endless black thunder coalesced into a lightning prison, enclosing them completely.

"It's Xu Jingming's restriction technique!"

Qiao Lin's face darkened. "He released this control from four kilometers away? How strong is his mental force?"

The other three, besides Qiao Lin, also turned grim.

A nine-rank Law Saint's casting range was only two to three kilometers.

Xu Jingming is only mid-eight-rank—yet his casting range exceeds that of a nine-rank Law Saint!

"No time—we must break out, or when Xu Jingming catches up, we'll have no chance. Er, shield me!"

After a deep breath, Qiao Lin swiftly ordered.

Simultaneously, a deep crimson blood aura erupted from her body, rapidly forming a defensive barrier!

S-grade defensive combat technique: 'Strong Blood Defense'!

Although she possessed even stronger SSS-grade defensive techniques, they required three to four seconds to activate—there was no time.

That's why she could only unleash an S-rank combat technique, and the ninth-tier wind-system Saint beside her did the same, quickly casting an S-rank wind shield on Qiao Lin.

Whoosh—

With two layers of shields, Qiao Lin's figure flashed, charging straight toward the cage of Lei Ting before her!

"Ah!"

The pitch-black Doushen Shenlei swiftly pierced through both shields and slammed head-on into Qiao Lin's body.

The bone-deep agony made Qiao Lin scream out, and even her SSS-rank battle suit suffered multiple tears, exposing large patches of Bai Xi skin.

But at this moment she could no longer worry about being indecent; she poured out the last shred of her strength and broke through the lightning cage's lockdown!

"What terrifying Lei Ting!"

Qiao Lin panted heavily, bloodstains lingering at the corner of her mouth, but she still did not forget to call out a warning:

"Two layers of S-rank shields can break through the lockdown! Don't hesitate, immediately......"

Before she could finish speaking, the familiar shriek of Lei Ting came again.

Crackle! Crackle! Crackle!......

Endless pitch-black lightning surged together, forming over ten layers of Lei Ting cages in a row, firmly trapping them in place.

"You can't escape. Hand over your spatial rings."

A pitch-black Eastern dragon over two hundred meters long, condensed from lightning, flew over from afar.

Xu Jingming stood atop the giant dragon's head, a pair of pitch-black dragon pupils gazing coldly at them.

"Lady Qiao Lin, what do we do?" Lady Xina asked anxiously.

"What else can we do?"

Gazing at the layered Lei Ting cages, Qiao Lin's face showed a look of despair: "Let's surrender. Xu Jingming probably won't make things hard for us."

As a Radiance-level authority holder of the Spark Divine Palace, Qiao Lin naturally still had some life-risking trump cards on her.

But those trump cards all carried enormous side effects — after using them, she would suffer a period of weakness lasting two or three months.

If she could defeat Xu Jingming, that would still be fine; what she feared was being unable to win.

And judging from Xu Jingming's performance, the possibility of defeating him was infinitely close to zero.

Since that was the case, she might as well surrender directly......