"Who is it?" Just as Gregory uttered those words, Felix raised his right hand and pointed at him.

"Thunderstrike," Felix commanded.

Then, a deafening rumble of thunder sounded as the dark clouds covered the moon, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Before anyone could react, a bolt of lightning tore through the night and struck Gregory. With a tremendous boom, the ground exploded, and he was left standing in a hole, blood gushing from his mouth. His face was etched with shock and disbelief.

"Who? Who did this?" Gregory cried out in anguish before collapsing to the ground.

Even in death, he could not believe it was Felix who had struck him down. After all, only an exceptionally powerful being could summon lightning. Hence, someone of Felix's age could not have possibly possessed such terrifying strength.

"Mr. Burton!" Jaxon and the others rushed over, their faces filled with grief. No one could have imagined that the Great Imperial Sect's most powerful Supreme Elder woul