As soon as the words fell, a scream was heard.
The snake formed by the grass was struck accurately by the lightning.
In an instant, most of its body turned to nothing.
The remaining body struggled weakly a few times and then dissipated as well.
The evil entity hiding at a distance was almost frightened to madness by this.
At the same time, Qiu Yuye said coldly, "Who says a Sword Cultivator cannot master the Power of Thunder?"
As he spoke, a faint glimmer of lightning flashed in his eyes.
The evil entity, upon seeing this, did not dare utter a sound and turned to flee madly.
The shock from that thunder just now was truly overwhelming for him.
If not for the unfortunate snake taking the blow for him, he would have been the one dead now.
Therefore, he ran without a second thought.
And after he had fled, the illusion surrounding them instantly shattered, turning to nothing.
