Mi Jin Chuan's yellow fur stood on end, as the power of heavenly punishment slithered over his body like water snakes. Its dazzling light cast him in incomparable majesty.
He frowned, staring solemnly at Zhao Yan. In his understanding, Zhao Yan was not an arrogant person, yet this current display of utter contempt left him somewhat baffled.
Of course, none of that mattered. What mattered was that Zhao Yan had killed members of a clan affiliated with the Yun Province Imperial Clan and seized the Primordial Thunder Seal. An explanation had to be given today.
The Primordial Thunder Seal was the supreme Dao art of the thunder path. Cultivated to the extreme, it could even uncover a Secret Treasure Trove of the thunder path—a still more profound art.
So-called Secret Treasure Troves could be understood as a special kind of inheritance. Such troves generally existed within powerful Dao arts, but uncovering one required extraordinarily profound comprehension and placed immense demands on talent.
As it happened, the Wind-Thunder Hǒu Clan cultivated Wind and Thunder Power, as well as the Power of Heavenly Punishment formed from the fusion of wind and thunder. To the Wind-Thunder Hǒu Clan, the Primordial Thunder Seal was a supreme treasure.
Mi Jin Chuan's idea was simple: Zhao Yan would hand over the Primordial Thunder Seal, and this matter would be settled.
"What? Are you deaf? This Imperial Seed is asking you a question!"
At that moment, Lin Xuan spoke again. Life and Death Dao Rhyme overflowed from his eyes as he glared at Mi Jin Chuan.
In the distance, many living beings watched on, strange glints flickering endlessly in their eyes.
Upon hearing this, Mi Jin Chuan instinctively flared with rage. The heavenly punishment lightning around him exploded, and a blaze seemed ready to ignite within his