Feeling the lingering power of the World-Breaking Divine Thunder, Ming Shang's soul could not help but tremble. Even a mere trace of its aftershock was far beyond what he could easily withstand.
As someone who mainly cultivated spatial laws, he had not delved deeply into thunder-element laws. At present, he was using his Primordial Spirit to control the Spirit Void Plank Road, and thunder arts were especially restraining to the Primordial Spirit. The World-Breaking Divine Thunder was an extraordinary treasure rarely encountered across several realms. Even among the many Emperor-ranked powerhouses, few possessed such thunder. Its slightest remaining might was truly not something he could easily bear.
Fortunately, Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit shielded him in time, transforming into a dragon shadow that swallowed all the surging thunderous power. After passing through the dragon shadow's inhalation and exhalation, most of that vast thunder force seemed to have been absorbed by Lu Xiaotian.
Ming Shang was left staring in stunned silence. Lu Xiaotian had not only advanced to Heavenly Dragonhood, he had even cultivated the origin of laws in thunder arts. From the looks of it, that origin was exceptionally profound.
In particular, the origin of his thunder arts had already begun to contain the aura of the World-Breaking Divine Thunder, giving Ming Shang the feeling of looking up at an unattainable mountain. It seemed that the other party was not far from condensing a thunder-element law dao seed.
Once he condensed another dao seed, what level would Lu Xiaotian's strength reach? Was this the potential of a Supreme Heavenly Dragon?
Ming Shang suddenly had the feeling that even if he someday became the Ten Thousand Slaughter True Spirit, he might still be no match for Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian naturally could not sense Ming Shang's inner fluctuations. Facing the many torrents