Above Tianque City.
"Granting your final wish before death!" Jiang Ning said.
"How arrogant!" the Wheel-Turning King shouted, his voice like a thunderclap.
The next moment.
His gaze sharpened, and he pressed his palms together.
"Prince of Luoshui, then let me see where your confidence comes from!"
As his words fell.
Boom!
Heaven and earth suddenly shuddered.
Then, Golden Light burst forth around the Wheel-Turning King, bathing heaven and earth in gold.
Afterward, countless bolts of thunder appeared out of thin air high above, spreading out to form a golden sea of lightning that blanketed the skies.
The sea of lightning churned, golden bolts winding through the air like dragons and serpents, appearing and vanishing, flickering between brightness and darkness.
That thunder was not wholly tangible, but existed between illusion and reality, containing the violent energy of heaven and earth as well as the power of spiritual will.
Upon the city walls, the Zhenbei King and the King Beicang watched the golden sea of lightning, and their expressions changed abruptly.
"This power does not belong to him!" the King Beicang said gravely, his tone laden with solemnity. "If he possessed such might, there would never have been a situation where five men jointly held the title of Second Under Heaven."
Beside him, Xu Zhen, the Zhenbei King, slowly nodded. "This is power borrowed from that God of Great Snow Mountain! No wonder he is so confident. Prince of Luoshui is in trouble now!"
"Yes! He's in trouble!" the King Beicang said in a deep voice.
Rumble—
Above the nine heavens.
A roar suddenly rang out as countless golden divine bolts of lightning erupted into motion, striking down upon the Wheel-Turning King.
What followed was an earth-shaking crash, along with warped, swelling light mingled with golden lightning.
At that moment, the