Lei Ting's sword strike shocked the Tianxing Stele Forest.
Outsiders did not know Bitter Dragon's true strength, but judging from his movements, even some master Mech Warriors might not have been able to withstand it. Yet someone of such strength had been severely wounded by Lei Ting's single slash.
Lei Ting hovered above the Tianxing Stele Forest, the dark light on the longsword in his hand flickering. His aura was formidable, and the gaze behind his battle armor was icy, faintly revealing arrogance, dominance, and unruliness.
He did not move, yet he intimidated the entire scene, exuding immense pressure.
Countless lives around them looked up at Lei Ting with reverence in their eyes.
Since his rise to power, his reputation had always seemed a step below Tong Qing's. Only now did countless lives realize that this was Lei Ting's true strength.
All the lives of the Thunder God Civilization could not help cheering wildly, staring up at Lei Ting with burning eyes.
This was their king.
Dominant, proud, unrestrained, and fearless.
This was the character the Thunder God Civilization should possess.
Their king stood at the center of the universe's attention with unparalleled talent. That figure was deeply etched into the hearts of every citizen of the Thunder God Civilization, becoming their new faith.
"He already has traces of Dan."
"For the Thunder God Civilization to have a king like him is a blessing as well."
The surrounding lives whispered among themselves.
Lei Ting's performance had shocked countless lives. When Lei Ting had first taken the throne, many had doubted whether this young member of the Thunder God Race could govern the vast Thunder God Civilization.
But Lei Ting, who now seemed like a god of war, had completely convinced the outside world.
In the age of the battle armor