Countless deep-purple bolts of lightning coiled around the blurry figure at the core of the Ancestral Thunder. Terrifying thunderclaps exploded throughout Thunder City, becoming the only sound in the world at that moment. Countless people looked up at the sky, feeling that trembling aura. In a daze, they seemed to glimpse the Heavenly Dao, while that figure resembled a god of thunder.
"Who exactly is this person... How can he be giving off such a terrifying aura..." countless cultivators muttered in shock.
They could not see Qin Lang, nor could they recognize the deep-purple lightning, but they could keenly feel the imposing presence that made them want to kneel and worship.
"What a terrifying aura. First Elder, this person..." Qin Wen and several other Fusion Stage cultivators had already gone pale. They felt their souls trembling and their legs bending involuntarily. This was not pressure from cultivation, but an oppressive force from the Heavenly Dao.
Qin Hun stared at the figure wrapped in countless bolts of lightning within the core of the Ancestral Thunder, and fear unexpectedly rose in his heart.
"This is one kind of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder! He actually cultivated Purple Heaven Divine Thunder—how is that possible..." Qin Hun's mind roared. He ignored Qin Wen and the others, who had already fallen to their knees beside him, instead pushing his cultivation to its utmost limit. While resisting the pressure of the Heavenly Dao, he desperately tried to see the figure within the core of the Ancestral Thunder clearly.
No matter who this person was, he had accomplished what the Qin Clan had sought to achieve for countless years. Lightning capable of standing above all living beings—this was the lightning punishment they had dreamed of, one of the ultimate powers of the Heavenly Dao.
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