Maiden Of The Splitting Moon

The trio looked at each other, trying to think of a way to strike it down. After all, it wasn't even moving, practically an easy target for anyone. But those waves of energy made it nearly impossible. 

"If we combine all three of our attacks, we should be able to break through", said Du Xiu. 

He then winded his arm back, ready to throw the halberd forward. 

"Put everything into this and I will throw it! Even it doesn't manage to knock that thing down, it should be enough for an opening!"

The other two nodded and began to pour their energy into the halberd. But then something happened, something that none of them expected.

Out from nowhere, lightning struck down the True Idol, knocking it out of the sky. It was gray or rather, colorless, a powerful bolt that it could not endure so easily. But it recovered quickly, regaining its bearing, and started to look around. 

"Who dares!" it said. 

And then another stroke of lightning came down, then another, and another, until a dozen had hit the True Idol. 

"When I felt that first lightning bolt, I knew that the Hundun Clan would have more than a few tricks up their sleeve. But how does it feel? To lose the first one?"

Ming Yue and the others looked up in surprise at what had just come. A voice echoed from above, distorted but more focused and familiar. Even more so was the appearance of this newcomer whom, Ming Yue could not quite recognize but the voice soon made it clear. 

Manifesting through the empty space was a figure made of pure energy. No longer was it black and white but grayish, and it was condensed into an actual figure. You could even make out the hair and the face through varying degrees. 

It looked at the True Idol and smirked. 

And the Idol looked back at it, speaking with a sharp and hateful tone. 

"The lost Idol, taken by another. It seems that you have returned."

None other than, Ling Hun, the former human turned Idol, had made his return. Ultimately taking control of the energy within in bodies and silencing the voices that they belonged. He floated above the True Idol, looking down on it.

"They lost one so they created another, is that it?" he said out loud. 

"We are better. The vessel is stronger and the ritual has been completed. Your appearances mean nothing to the fate of those beneath us."

The True Idol responded with a confident tone as it looked at Ling Hun, it floated up until their eyes were at an equal level. 

Whilst they continued to stare each other down, a voice echoed in the trio's head, Ling Hun's voice!

"I won't be enough to take it down but I can keep its attention on me. I hope that this is enough to repay the favor you've done for me", he said.

They looked at him, nodding before preparing themselves. It was the four of them against the True Idol, the full force of the Hundun Clan.

As the two Idols stared at each other, Ling Hun suddenly flicked his finger, sending out another bolt of lightning. The True Idol suddenly swung out, smacking the attack away but that was just the beginning of it.

From the first strike came a torrent of lightning strikes, one after another in quick succession. 

But the True Idol flew forward, shooting black and white lightning from his eyes as it chased after Ling Hun. 

Ming Yue and the others closely followed, waiting for an opportunity to get close. And that chance soon came as the True Idol soon roared out, bellowing a breath of lightning upon Ling Hun. He backed off, evading the attack but the True Idol didn't move during this attack. 

"Now!" 

Du Xiu flew forward as the others followed, brandishing their weapons. 

Just as the breath attack ended, the trio suddenly appeared by his side, surrounding him and striking out. 

"Sunlight Ascension!"

"Waning Crescent."

"Execution: Grand Cross!" 

All three of them produced their strongest technique, it was quick and sudden. It was far too late for the True Idol to evade or to put up a defense. In the end, it could only endure the attack.

As they struck, all three of their attacks not only hit but even cut through the skin of the True Idol!

It wasn't significant, a cut that not even a child would cry about. But it was the beginning and it was a sign that this being could be injured, it could be defeated. 

"Don't let up! Strike again!"

Du Xiu shouted, swinging his halberd out just as Ming Yue attack with her knife and Gao Ri crossed his blades. They attacked once more, adding more small cuts before Ling Hun made his move. 

Gathering his power, his eyes shined a grayish hue as he floated above them all. 

"Get back now!" he shouted. 

Without hesitation, all three of them backed off, getting as far from the True Idol as possible. And then, Ling Hun pointed down at it. 

Above them all was another cloud, a massive one that was pitch black and thundering with power. When he pointed down, a lightning strike followed, a very large one, even bigger than one of the pillars that the True Idol created. 

In fact, it might be strong enough to even destroy the Cerulean Fortress's shields all at once. 

It struck the True Idol dead center, smashing into its body and forcing it down. And it lasted a total of ten seconds, anyone else would've been vaporized within the first. 

From the ground up, it would be nothing but clouds before a pillar of lightning shot down from the skies, crashing into the middle of the battlefield between the two armies. Both of which still focused on defending themselves. 

Following that attack, Ming Yue and the others descended, passing through the layer of clouds before finally laying their eyes on the destruction that the True Idol had caused. 

"This is..."

Even Gao Ri and Du Xiu couldn't help but feel some shock to this scene. 

Everything was blackened, singed, burnt. Not even a blade of grass or a leaf was spared.

It was all ash. 

Even the bodies of the fallen were nothing but dust. The army of demons was in shambles, scattered into their original factions as the clans that once made up this army split apart. The Cerulean Fortress was not much better.

All of the barriers had been broken. 

Part of the Nuwa Clan's tree had been turned black, more than grazed by the True Idol. One of the spires had fallen, broken in half, and the walls could be in better shape. Half of it was gone, unable to endure the wave of lightning that struck. Even the facilities within were a mess, some had crumbled and while others still stood. Even then, it was disheartening for some to see months of hard work gone just like that. 

But if the True Idol were to continue its rampage, the damage would've been much worse. Perhaps it would've been the end of the battle right then and there. 

They all looked around before staring back down at where the True Idol had landed. And it was not another second before the clouds cracked and thundered once more. 

"ENOUGH OF THIS!" 

The True Idol's voice echoed at as another wave of lightning pulsed from its body. Lightning flew down from the skies, aiming towards each of them. It was simple and easy enough for each of them to just dodge it but it was much trickier than that. 

Just as they all spread out in different directions, the lightning immediately changed directions, chasing after them. 

"What?!"