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Thunder Eagle sensed the powerful attack, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

With a flap of its wings, it released powerful lightning once again, attempting to block Wang Dong's wing-shaped guillotine.

"Sizzle!"

The lightning collided with the guillotine blade, producing a piercing sound and sparks.

"Go Wang Dong!"

Huo Yuhao shouted loudly from the side, while simultaneously using his mental detection to find Lei Ying's weakness for Wang Dong.

Tang Lan also gripped her weapon tightly, ready to support Wang Dong at any moment.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth and poured his soul power into the wing-shaped guillotine.

The light from the guillotine grew stronger, gradually suppressing the lightning of the Thunder Eagle.

"Now!" Huo Yuhao shouted a reminder.

Wang Dong understood immediately and suddenly increased his strength.

The wing-shaped guillotine broke through the lightning's obstruction and slashed straight at the thunder eagle's wing.

"Aww!"

Lei Ying let out a scream as one of his wings was struck by Wang Dong's wing guillotine, splattering blood everywhere.

However, just when they thought the crisis was over, the fallen Thunder Eagle struggled to take flight again.

Its eyes were filled with madness and hatred, and the lightning on its body flickered even more intensely, as if it were making a final, desperate struggle.

Wang Dong frowned, on high alert. "This guy is really tenacious!"

Huo Yuhao quickly focused his mind and used his full mental detection power. "Everyone be careful, its power seems to have changed again!"

Tang Lan crossed his arms and calmly stood guard. He was very strong and didn't bother to make a move at this moment.

Thunder Eagle suddenly opened its mouth, and a thick bolt of lightning shot towards the three of them like a beam of light.

Wang Dong quickly swung his wing-shaped guillotine blades, attempting to block the attack.

"Boom!" The enormous impact forced Wang Dong back several steps.

Huo Yuhao shouted, "Wang Dong, hang in there!"

Wang Dong readjusted his stance, channeling his soul power into the winged guillotine once more. It shone brightly, and he roared, "This time, you can't escape!"

"Second Soul Skill: Butterfly God's Light!" Wang Dong roared with unwavering determination.

In an instant, dazzling light burst forth from his body, like fireworks suddenly bursting in the night sky, extremely brilliant.

It was like a blazing sun, its light so intense that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.

The light contained extremely powerful and pure soul energy fluctuations, surging towards Thunder Eagle with overwhelming force.

Lei Ying's originally crazed eyes were deeply shocked the moment the light appeared.

Fear spread rapidly in its eyes.

It probably never imagined that its opponent could unleash such powerful strength.

Huo Yuhao, his face flushed with excitement, waved his fist and shouted excitedly:

"Wang Dong, well done! This move will definitely defeat it!"

His voice sounded particularly loud in the tense and fierce battle atmosphere.

Sensing the deadly threat, the Thunder Eagle flapped its wings frantically, unleashing even more and more powerful lightning.

Thick bolts of lightning intertwined, forming a dense electric grid, attempting to block the approach of the Butterfly God's Light.

However, the light of the butterfly god seemed to possess an indestructible power.

It easily broke through all the obstacles of the lightning.

The light of the Butterfly God instantly enveloped the Thunder Eagle completely, and the Thunder Eagle let out a miserable and painful cry.

Its once majestic feathers gradually turned black and lost their former luster under the scorching sun.

Its body trembled violently, as if it were enduring immense pain and torment.

Wang Dong clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and large beads of sweat constantly rolling down his face.

But he didn't relax at all, continuously outputting soul power, making the power of the Butterfly God's Light constantly increase.

Just then, Thunder Eagle seemed to realize that it was in dire straits, but its survival instinct made it make a final struggle.

It used the last of its strength to charge recklessly toward the weakest point in the light.

It attempted to break free from the shackles of light and escape this battlefield, which was like a nightmare to it.

However, Thunder Eagle's struggles were in vain.

The dazzling light of the Butterfly God seemed to possess endless magic, its rays like countless powerful hands tightly binding the Thunder Eagle, rendering it completely immobile.

Every attempt Lei Ying made to break free was like hitting an impenetrable wall of steel, utterly futile.

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Its originally sharp claws scratched in vain in the air, but could not touch the light at all.

The Thunder Eagle's cries grew weaker and weaker, its once powerful strength receding rapidly like a tide under the continuous erosion of the Butterfly God's Light.

In its eyes, the initial anger and madness were gradually replaced by deep despair.

It was a fear and helplessness of impending death.

Its feathers began to fall off due to the scorching sunlight, fluttering and scattering in the air like a desolate snowfall.

Wang Dong's body trembled slightly; each output of his soul power left him feeling extremely exhausted.

But his gaze was unwavering, and he held only one steadfast belief in his heart.

That is, no matter the cost, we must completely defeat this powerful enemy, Thunder Eagle.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat poured down his face, soaking his clothes.

But his hands remained firmly in control, maintaining the release of his soul skill without letting up in the slightest.

Huo Yuhao watched the battle intently, his hands clenching unconsciously, his palms already sweating.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.

Silently cheering for Wang Dong, I prayed that he would succeed.

His eyes were fixed, as if afraid of missing a single moment.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by the powerful force of the Butterfly God's Light, forming strange ripples.

The ripples continued to spread, blurring the surrounding scenery.

It was as if the entire world was being affected by this powerful force.

The space itself seemed to emit a faint humming sound under the pressure of the light.

Thunder Eagle's wings drooped limply, unable to flap anymore, and its body began to sway precariously, like a leaf about to wither in a gale.

Blood kept gushing from its beak, and its eyes had become unfocused, but still revealed a trace of resentment.

"Wang Dong, give it a little more effort, it's almost done for!"

Huo Yuhao could no longer contain his excitement and couldn't help but shout loudly.

His voice was a little hoarse from nervousness, but it was full of anticipation and encouragement.

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's call, Wang Dong took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and poured the last bit of soul power in his body into the Butterfly God's Light without reservation.

His face was flushed red from the extreme effort, and his eyes gleamed with a resolute light.

A faint halo emanated from his body, a manifestation of him concentrating all his power. (End of Chapter)