Thunder roared.
Thick cold, white lightning struck down from the top of a tall, luxuriant tree, shattering jade chunks from the black jade coffin. A figure stood up from it, bathing in the lightning, with long hair flying and a proud posture.
"presumptuous!"
Lu Chenyuan waved away a talisman thrown by Xuanxu with one hand, and said angrily, "Since you want to die so much, I will grant your wish!"
As he spoke, he slapped his backhand and suddenly smashed a huge stone dragon head on the altar.
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