Jiang Qiao's pupils shifted slightly.
He saw the claw mark bulging out from the wall.
Lightning patterns writhed frantically, like countless tiny electric snakes slithering across the claw mark's surface.
What had originally been nothing more than lines carved into the stone wall now seemed to have gained physical form. Slowly rising from a two-dimensional plane, they became a three-dimensional structure.
A strong smell of scorching began to fill the air.
"It can still move?"
Jiang Qiao was somewhat surprised.
He could sense that the aura emanating from the claw mark was steadily growing stronger.
The next second.
"Boom—"
A deafening thunderclap suddenly erupted.
The entire wall seemed to have been struck by some unbearable force. It instantly cracked across a vast area, and countless bricks and stones sprayed outward like a dense rain.
And that claw mark.
Had completely broken free from the wall!
"Damn."
"A mark blasted out by lightning actually came back to life by drawing upon the residual lightning."
Jiang Qiao looked at the claw mark.
From an ordinary perspective.
The claw mark floating in midair was translucent.
Its five fingers were spread wide, each one thicker than an adult's arm. Purple-red electricity covered its surface, while arcs of lightning constantly leaped from its fingertips with crackling sounds.
But in the vision of his Dual Pupils.
There was no claw mark at all—only a strange purple-red Ball Lightning.
"Quite peculiar," Jiang Qiao murmured.
The instant the claw mark emerged, the air inside the underground palace grew scorching hot. The temperature rose by at least a dozen degrees, and the air itself became exceptionally restless.
"Still."
"It's ultimately too incomplete."
Facing the claw mark, Jiang Qiao did not retreat in the slightest. Instead, he stepped forward.
Without another word, he raised his fist and struck!
"Rumble!—"
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