The greed and bloodlust in the Thunder Dragon's eyes burned fiercely.
Screech!
Throughout the immense Thunder God's Court, the thunderous Dao marks imprinted within each towering, majestic hall seemed to be suddenly linked together by an invisible giant hand.
A massive Thunder Vortex formed above Thunder God's Court, slowly turning like a downward-facing funnel.
Whoosh!
Lightning along the edges of the Thunder Vortex writhed like dragons and serpents, exuding an utterly terrifying aura.
Crackle!
Tens of millions of thick bolts of lightning from Thunder Prison were drawn into the funnel-like Thunder Vortex the moment they entered the Ruins Domain, then poured into the Thunder Pool where the azure Thunder Dragon swam.
The slender Thunder Dragon did not grow noticeably larger amid the violently turbulent Thunder Pool.
Yet the aura it gave off still drew Yuan Yi's attention.
"A strange Thunder Dragon."
Yuan Yi narrowed his eyes and looked.
He noticed that the twisting Thunder Dragon was forged from countless fine chains of bloodline crystals. It spat and swallowed violent lightning, instinctively seeking a path toward advancement and transformation.
"The lightning veins and lightning laws within its body seem complete enough."
"Unfortunately, its vitality and life force are far too weak."
"Its intelligence..."
Blood-red light bloomed in the old ape's eyes.
Deep within his pupils, a bewitching blood rose blossomed, while ancient demon script surged from its petals in great profusion, like stars.
"Bloodline secret art, Discern Spirituality!"
A beam of deep crimson blood-light shot from the old ape's eyes, illuminating the azure Thunder Dragon from afar.
The Thunder Dragon in the Thunder Pool had been happily winding and swimming about.
But now, it was abruptly frozen by the bloody light. Its dragon eyes were filled with dullness and confusion, like those of a child ignorant of the world.
"The gap