C517 Closed Door Cultivation

"Thunderstrike!" Chen Dutian immediately wielded the Thunder's Bane, which crackled with golden arcs of electricity. In a flash, he transformed into a streak of golden lightning. With a swift slash, the sword's brilliance cut through the air, and the deafening roar of thunder echoed all around. Before Qi Lin could even hit the ground, Chen Dutian's sword had already severed his throat