Content Warning: Torture; death; blood.
A golden light burst forth, and Shen Changyi's entire body was like a golden spear, directly piercing forward, revealing his sharp edge as he charged forward! Shen Changyi flapped the wings on his back with a cold and mocking expression on his face. Thick lightning bolts shot out in succession as if they were going to explode the void!
When the powerful cultivators of the Zhou Dynasty saw the fierce lightning, their faces changed. This was the embodiment of the perfect state of the thunder spell. When a cultivator at the peak of the mortal realm cast it, a lightning bolt could destroy a mountain.
Now that the eight lightning bolts were out at the same time wanting to stop He Chuan. Its power was rather terrifying.
He was going to turn the entire capital into dust!