"Rumble!"
The joint offensive launched by dozens of strongmen made Thunder Lord faintly feel uneasy.
Thunder Lord's bright grey eyes slowly gazed into the demonic sea clouds where Xuan Ming had vanished, yet the extremely dazzling lightning around her body appeared very dim at this moment; crimson blood even seeped from the corner of her mouth.
"Why has the power of these fellows become so terrifying?"
"Or... is there some existence in this demonic sea that imprisons and blocks my power?"
Thunder Lord's gaze turned fierce. Lifting a jade hand, she viciously lashed out at the crowd, the void warping as streams of berserk Thunder Breath were detonated between them.
"Bang!"
Mu Feng, the Master of the Returnless Furnace, and nearly dozens of elites completely disregarded Thunder Lord's attack. Acting together, they actually blasted Thunder Lord's attack apart in an instant.
Throughout the demonic sea, monstrous offensives surged endlessly, yet not a single energy ripple was transmitted outward.
This kind of battle lasted for a few minutes before several hurried sounds of breaking wind suddenly broke the stalemate here.
"Your Excellency Thunder Lord... do you need help?"
Three streaks of ghostly light arrived beside Thunder Lord first. Glancing then at Thunder Lord, who was surrounded and in an extremely battered state, Xiao Yan reached out and stopped the two women beside him who were attempting to make a move.
The enmity between the Xiao Clan and Thunder Lord ran deep, and without sufficient reason to prove that was a misunderstanding...
For an untamable supreme being like Thunder Lord, suffering some hardships was naturally required; after all, back in the Ghost Realm, Xiao Yan had suffered plenty of hardships himself... Right now, this scene was just right to blunt the sharp edge of this supreme being.
"No need!"
Thunder Lord let