839 Old Dog, How Old Are You?

"How is this possible?"

Lei Tingwei yelled out involuntarily. Even if the divine flames inside the Smelting Divine Bell couldn't burn him to death, that Soul-Pressing Sound should be enough to destroy his soul—unless Jiang Yi had a divine artifact which could defend the soul spirit. Would such divine artifacts exist in the world? The Mystic Thearch's Mystic Divine Saber and Mystic Divine Armor were legendary divine artifacts, but no one had ever witnessed it before.

The reason didn't matter as Jiang Yi was already rushing over, and Lei Tingwei didn't have additional time to think. His combat strength wasn't the strongest among the Lei Clan's Heaven Monarch, but if he could ascend to the position of the Lei Clan Head, his brain must naturally be good. Hence, he reacted immediately and roared with rage, "Everyone, attack!"

"Attack!"

"Kill him!"