Tai City Spirit Association.
"What happened last night? Was there an Anomaly Invasion?"
"The instrument exploded?! This was the latest instrument we developed! Why did it explode without our city showing any signs of disturbance?"
"Could the Anomaly Value fluctuation have been caused by someone breaking through?"
As soon as those words were spoken, all the agents turned to look in the direction of Fang Yi's villa.
Could it be the Yang God Lord?!
Meanwhile, Fang Yi had already left Tai City and arrived at the nearest typhoon zone.
Ever since Spirit Qi had begun its gradual recovery, typhoons—already dangerous by nature—had become deadly. Let alone ordinary people, even Pioneers might not dare leave their homes during one.
To them, typhoons, tsunamis, flash floods... these natural disasters that had always been impossible to resist had reclaimed their original terror.
Rumble—!
Thick bolts of lightning exploded across the sky as rain poured down in sheets. The rain seemed endless, as though it had sworn to drown the entire world.
Amid the torrential rain and thunder, Fang Yi sat cross-legged and activated Thunder God-Limit.
The Thrones had descended, and the conflict between Lords never ceased. There was no smoke, no blazing battlefield, but once this invisible war began, it would draw back a curtain of blood.
The path of cultivation was a struggle against others, a struggle against heaven, a defiance of fate itself.
Seize the Dao from heaven, clad oneself in lightning!
At that moment, golden light swirled around Fang Yi's body. His blood and qi surged through him like vast rivers, endlessly rushing within his veins.
Before this lightning of divine punishment, he did not yield a single step!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunder roared without end.
After an unknown amount of time, the moment Fang Yi drained this expanse