Nearly a million bolts of purple lightning fell from the heavens, plunging into the Blood-colored God Domain.
Every bolt transformed into a Heavenly Soldier or Divine General of the Thunder Department, or else a Thunder Duke or Thunder King.
This was no simple case of Thunder God and Lightning Goddess, aid me!
Rather, every god of lightning answered the call!
Within the god domain, countless thunder gods descended, sweeping through the Blood-colored God Domain—myriad calamities and bitter sins, wicked demons and monsters all brought to ruin.
Li Yang Warlord and Tai Zhong Deputy Military Lord, two mythic beings, joined forces, and one even had the aid of a star.
Yet before the Divine Might Thunder Prison, they were crushed beyond resistance!
After a single clash, Li Yang Warlord's face was covered in bloody cracks, crimson light continuously spilling from their depths.
His eyes brimmed with disbelief.
"Just who is the god you contemplate...?"
He could not comprehend it. A vast terror rose within his heart!
He did not even dare to glance at the phantom of the Thunder Ancestor seated in the heavens.
Setting aside the master of the god domain, even those terrifying gods formed from lightning—mere phantoms—pressed down on him until he could barely breathe.
And there was not merely one such phantom, but dozens, even hundreds.
If mere phantoms were already so terrifying, what would happen if their true bodies descended?
He could not imagine it.
Just what kind of existence was this enemy?
Divine Thunder Great Venerable stood in the void, his long robe snapping in the wind as myriad bolts of lightning flashed around him.
He spoke no nonsense. His voice was like thunder weighing ten thousand jun.
"Great sage, great compassion; supreme sovereign, supreme Dao!"
As his voice rang out, the bodies of every