Those watching from the side could see the Thunder Sword's shape more clearly, and the terror it displayed struck them all the more directly.
The Treasure-Evolving Sect disciples knew their Martial Uncle was formidable, but the shock he gave them at this moment was beyond description. Before their young Martial Uncle's small figure, even heaven and earth seemed insignificant. Heaven and earth amounted to no more than this, held entirely within his control.
Was he still human? Who could withstand someone wielding a heavenly sword to mete out punishment? He was already a god!
Xu Anchang and You Mu stared wide-eyed. Beneath that blazing heavenly sword, they felt their very souls tremble, though it was not aimed at them.
It was over. Everything was over now. They knew Shi Chun was doomed this time.
The onlookers could only see Li Hongjiu wielding the heavenly sword atop the whirlwind. Layers of mist concealed Shi Chun within its eye. Yet the entire mist-shrouded whirlwind had been illuminated into a vast, hazy pillar of light, and they could make out a blurred figure floating inside it.
There was no one else in there. They knew it had to be Shi Chun.
What was that? Shi Chun was bewildered. There were truly too many unknowns in life.
In a flash, the earlier scene of the lightning forest surfaced in his mind. He suddenly understood why the lightning had targeted him, where that uncanny lightning had come from, and why those Magical Treasures had been destroyed.
How could he ever forget the sight of countless lightning bolts annihilating countless monsters in the Darkness-Free Forbidden Ground? Was that something a human could do?
This bastard could control not only wind, but lightning too?
Bewilderment turned to terror, and terror swiftly twisted into rage-the rage of someone