Thunderbolts descended from the heavens, lighting up the long street so brilliantly that no one could keep their eyes open.
Su Yi narrowed his eyes and suddenly raised a hand.
The golden thunder filling the sky was incomparably terrifying. In this mortal land, it was no different from heavenly punishment, yet now it seemed drawn by an invisible force, all of it gathering into Su Yi's palm.
Thunder continued to pour down from the sky, but Su Yi's palm was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing every bolt whole.
Liu Yangzi trembled uncontrollably, aghast and bewildered alike. That heretic should have been easily blasted to death, his soul scattered and extinguished. Yet everything unfolding before him was completely different from what he had expected!
The Profound Robe Man and the others were dumbfounded.
That was the Geng Thunder Spirit Slaying Array!
Yet it could not even threaten him?
"How could this be?!"
That cold, low voice rang out again, carrying shock and fury.
Boom!
The killing array's power became increasingly terrifying.
Yet no matter how much thunder struck down, it all vanished like clay oxen sinking into the sea, swallowed by Su Yi's single palm.
By the end, the entire array was nearly drained of power and teetered on the verge of collapse.
Then Su Yi suddenly took a step forward.
Boom!
The earth trembled.
Before the great mountain at the end of the long street, space exploded, and a figure was forcibly driven out and smashed onto the ground.
He was a Gray Robe Middle-Aged Man, a Great cultivator at the second stage of the Ascension by Rosy Clouds Realm—the Dao Unification Realm.
Yet he had fallen so badly that his face was bruised and swollen, blood streaming from all seven apertures. He was utterly bedraggled.
In an instant, Liu