At this moment, as the gray thunder within Xiao Yan's body slowly emerged like an ancient awakened God Residence, it instantly formed the Thunder Lord avatar above the sea area, directly driving back the Traveling Angel Mekal. The sea area here returned to peace once again, leaving only the heavily injured Xiao Yan and the Thunder Lord avatar formed by the gray thunder appearing here.
"Senior, thank you." Xiao Yan braced his heavily injured body and spoke respectfully toward the shadowy figure in front of him. This fellow was covered in thunder, and his specific outline could not be made out, but Xiao Yan was well aware that this fellow was a part of the Thunder Lord's power. Furthermore, regarding the Traveling Angel, Xiao Yan had originally planned to fight to the death, never expecting that he would actually be saved by the Thunder Lord.
"Don't thank me. If you want to thank someone, you'd better thank that silly disciple of mine."
"However, there is one thing you must remember. You are an Xiao Clan Descendant, and in the days to come, when my true body successfully undergoes Samsara and descends once more, we might just be enemies."
"Take care of yourself." With a soft snort that seemed to carry a certain grievance, the shadowy figure vanished quietly from this place along with the gray thunder.
Sigh... it is always the word 'love' that stirs up trouble. Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, then swam toward Shuiyuan City. He had known for a long time that the Thunder Lord had some entanglements with certain big figures of their Xiao Clan, so he could only shake his head at such intimidation from the Thunder Lord.
On the other side, while such a terrifying scene was happening with Xiao Yan, other events