Thunder Emperor
Stepping into the vortex, a vast, seemingly endless space appeared before Xiao Ming's eyes. This space was the world of Thunder.
Countless enormous Lightning, each ten thousand feet long, roared and flashed in the space like Ancient Times Thunder Dragon, accompanied by deafening thunderclaps. The spectacle was so magnificent that it defied description.
Xiao Ming gazed calmly at this Lightning World. The Thunder, powerful enough to obliterate a Death Xuan Realm, would automatically dissipate whenever they entered a hundred-foot radius around him.
With a slight step, Xiao Ming entered the depths of the Thunder Realm, and then a Thunder Pulp Sea appeared in his sight.
This vast Thunder Pulp Sea is boundless, with surging Thunder above it and an overwhelming expanse of silver Thunder in the sky. The deafening roar of the thunder is like the might of heaven, terrifying the very soul.
Xiao Ming was suspended in mid-air above the Thunder Pulp Sea. Before him stood a silver altar with countless lightning staircases, and at the very top of the altar was a throne.
Thunderbolts rained down around the throne, distorting the space around it. On the throne sat a figure.
The figure was not burly; in fact, he appeared rather thin. Yet, this thin figure exuded Aura far more terrifying than that of someone at the Reincarnation Realm.
"Is that the Thunder Emperor, the controller of the Thunder Ancestral Symbol?" Xiao Ming gazed at the figure on the throne. The latter possessed an overwhelming Aura, but was devoid of life, clearly having perished.
Xiao Ming looked up and saw a thousand-foot-long ball of lightning suspended in the distant sky, looking like a sun formed from Thunder.
Within that Thunder Sun, he sensed a familiar fluctuation, and could vaguely see an ancient rune at the center of the thousand-foot-tall Thunder Sun.
The twisted and contorted runes resembled the first Thunder born at the beginning of time, ancient and vast, possessing the power of divine punishment.
"Thunder Ancestral Symbol..."
Looking at the Thunder Ancestral Symbol, Xiao Ming did not make a move immediately. Instead, he looked down at the Thunder Pulp Sea below. Suddenly, he clenched his fist, and Tian Huo swept out from his palm. An extremely intense heat wave spread out, causing the surrounding space to distort.
Boom!
Xiao Ming flicked his finger, and flames swept down, rushing into the Thunder Pulp Sea. As the flames rushed in, a series of booming sounds erupted from the Thunder Pulp, and a huge vortex cavity, tens of thousands of feet in size, suddenly appeared in the Thunder Pulp Sea.
Roar!
As the vortex emptied, an extremely evil roar suddenly resounded from its depths, and a monstrous black aura surged forth.
Rumble!
However, just as that towering black aura burst forth, the Thunder Sun in the sky suddenly emitted a loud roar. Then, Xiao Ming saw the space above the sea distort, and massive Thunder chains, each thousands of feet long, slowly emerged.
These Thunder chains, like Thunder Dragon, connected one end to the Thunder Sun in the sky, while the other end plunged into the deepest part of the vortex cavity.
In the deepest part of the Thunder Pulp Ocean, a black shadow a hundred feet tall struggled frantically, but unfortunately, he was tightly bound by those Thunder chains and had no way to break free.
An overwhelming aura of evil emanated from his body Demonic King attempted to erode the Thunder chains binding him, but unfortunately, his efforts were in vain.
When Xiao Ming's gaze fell upon the dark figure enveloped in Lei Guang, the latter seemed to sense it as well, abruptly raising its head. Its sinister and ferocious gaze collided directly with Xiao Ming's.
Their eyes met, Xiao Ming sensed a faint force trying to erode his heart. His gaze sharpened, and the eyes of the Demonic King below suddenly exploded.
"Ah..."
"Humans, you damned humans!"
At the bottom of the Sea of Lightning, the enormous black shadow's eyes burst open, blood and tears streaming down its face. It roared to the sky, its roar filled with deep resentment, "My Demonic Tribe will one day raze this plane to the ground!"
"You should know the gap between us, yet you're still so arrogant. You have guts." Xiao Ming laughed.
"Don't think you've won this war. In this plane, the number of my Demonic Tribe is beyond your imagination. When the Plane Rift is torn apart again, this plane will surely be enslaved by my race!" the Demonic King shrieked.
Xiao Ming ignored these remarks and instead looked at the figure on the throne.
"Thunder Emperor, I know you still have Remnant Will of your will within the Thunder Ancestral Symbol. Now I'll give you a chance to personally eliminate this Demonic King."