It was as though Thunder Dragons lay hidden within their bodies, filling them with the aura of a lightning tribulation.
At that moment, this group was advancing menacingly toward Shi Qingyun's location. The heavens suddenly changed, and traces of murderous intent flickered through the void.
"That Blood Demon is in this tiny city?"
"Yes, my lord. According to our scouts, this was where his last traces vanished."
"Calculations with the Heaven-Deriving Disk indicate that this city is the most likely location."
"Hah. He took something belonging to our Lei Family and still thinks he can escape? What a fantasy."
Dismissing the burly man before him, who bore a Thunder-Devouring Mark on his back, Lei Tao's lips betrayed a hint of disdain.
In this territory, everything belonged to the Lei Family. Whatever it was, their word was law. Such was the intimidating power of Thunder Province's overlord.
Yet now, someone with no backing, someone with talent but no strength, had taken the True Immortal Relic Treasure. How could they tolerate such a thing?
Sparks of lightning flickered over Lei Tao, and his might at the true one peak swept outward. He became a streak of light, tearing through the void as he sped into the distance.
Inside the inn, Shi Qingyun faced the slowly rising crimson sun, freely drawing in the solar essence drifting from its surface.
The divine ring behind him had also turned from black and white to crimson, wisps of pure extreme yang power rippling from it.
Little Red, who had originally been absorbing solar essence and lunar essence alongside him, had long since hidden far away and was watching him with admiration and reverence.
Crimson light flickered in Little Red's eyes. Although Little Red followed the path of fire, the extreme yang power swirling around Shi Qingyun