A long while passed.
The thunder ceased.
By then...
Everything within a thousand-meter radius of Liu Yuanyuan and Don had been completely leveled.
Truly leveled.
Not just the imps.
Even the surrounding buildings and houses had been pulverized.
Reduced to dust.
In fact...
Not even the rubble of the collapsed houses remained.
Everything had been swept clean.
Everything had vanished beneath the onslaught of the Lightning Tornado, leaving only patches of charred black marks on the ground, like branching tree limbs.
Slowly recovering from his terror...
Don stared at the empty ground before him, dazed and at a loss.
He opened his mouth.
His throat felt blocked.
He had no idea what to say.
All he could do was stand there blankly.
Liu Yuanyuan, on the other hand...
Once the thunder vanished, she quickly recovered from her shock. She looked at Jiang Qiao and smiled. "Brother Jiang, you've reached the Ninth Rank, haven't you?"
Ninth Rank?
Hearing those words...
Don finally came back to his senses. He whipped his head toward Jiang Qiao and blurted out:
"You're a President-Class powerhouse?"
President-Class.
The term referred to the leaders of the Demon Port Management Committee.
One President and two Vice Presidents.
Three in total.
All of them were at the Ninth Rank.
Aside from those three, Mr. Duke had also reached the Ninth Rank. Although he was a committee member, he wielded immense authority. As the head of the Disciplinary Department, he had long been rumored to be the next, third Vice President.
"What nonsense are you babbling?"
Jiang Qiao glanced at him, wondering why the man seemed like such an idiot.
Why hadn't he noticed when they had traveled together before?
He couldn't be bothered with him.
Instead, he turned to his old acquaintance, Liu Yuanyuan. "You're not bad yourself. To