A thousand-zhang thunder sun hung in the sky, brilliant thunder light dancing across its surface.
Resounding thunder rolled through the air, and the terrifying power contained within made Lin Langtian's lips curve faintly.
"So this is the Thunder Ancestral Talisman..."
Lin Langtian gazed fervently at the hundred-zhang thunder sun. Upon closer inspection, the thunder light upon it seemed to gradually become transparent.
At the center of the thunder sun was an Ancient Rune. Twisted and winding, it resembled the first bolt of lightning born at the beginning of heaven and earth.
Ancient and vast.
It possessed the might of heavenly punishment.
At the sight of the Thunder Ancestral Talisman, a fiery glint flashed through Lin Langtian's eyes. Among the Eight Ancestral Talismans, if one spoke solely of offensive and destructive power, the Flame Ancestral Talisman and Thunder Ancestral Talisman were likely the strongest.
However, the Flame Ancestral Talisman was currently in Mo Luo's hands. Lin Langtian did not think he and Mo Luo were close enough for him to borrow the Flame Ancestral Talisman for a few days, so Lin Dong's Thunder Ancestral Talisman was the most suitable target for now.
"Brother Dong, thank you." Lin Langtian withdrew his gaze from the Thunder Ancestral Talisman, cupped his hands toward Lin Dong, and smiled.
"Brother Langtian, you're too polite. This was our agreement to begin with. I'm merely honoring our promise now." Lin Dong waved a hand and smiled.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony. I'll borrow this Thunder Ancestral Talisman for a few days." Lin Langtian smiled faintly, then swept his sleeve. The Thunder Ancestral Talisman within the thunder sun was drawn toward him and caught in his hand.
"Brother Langtian, go ahead. I'll stand guard for you here," Lin Dong said with a smile.
"Then I'll trouble you, Brother