When the tide sound and thunder rose.
Darkness was torn apart by lightning.
For a moment, the enraged Fenkuzhu stared at the Spear of Thunder in Huai Shi's hand and involuntarily fell into a trance. He forgot his fury, forgot his displeasure, and gazed at the dancing arcs of lightning, not knowing why he was already intoxicated by them.
When he came back to himself, he could not help but burst into laughter!
He could no longer suppress the hunger in his heart—
On the shrieking, bizarre demonic sword, eye after eye trembled violently and contracted. Tearing through the storm, it slashed down!
Boom!
The Spear of Flowing Water swept sideways through entwined lightning. Purifying Lightning, mournfully white and refined to its utmost limit, roared like a dragon. The instant it collided with the calamity of the abyss, it erupted into a violent radiance that melted every eye.
A collision of needle against needle!
Simply holding that thunder of hatred set his fingers and arm ablaze with terrifying heat, burning them black. Yet immediately after, iron light surged within the ruptured wounds, reconstructing them once more, only to swiftly melt, solidify, and reform...
Until that hand had become steel that even lightning could not burn away!
The powers of Lord of the Clouds and the Gnome King clashed brutally.
But this time, even the invading blazing flames could no longer shake that frenzied lightning. Every collision between blade and spearpoint unleashed a battle of fire and electricity.
The ruler's power contended with the Ascender's power, flame and thunder destroying one another without restraint.
Destruction founded upon all phenomena descended from the clouds, while the hungry fire birthed by the abyss's furnace spread and surged with abandon.
From the battlefield shrouded in storm and blazing light, resounding impacts rose into the