Wild Thunder lasted a whole minute.
The entire pit was blasted beyond recognition, with players' corpses layered one upon another, giving off a vibe reminiscent of burning books and burying scholars.
As for Dai Xuan, who was in the Rift Space, even if he fled into the broken coffin under his feet, he couldn't escape the fate of being struck by lightning, and he fell to the ground with great reluctance, bursting out several score cards, as well as some potions and the like, which might as well go unmentioned.
The clouds dispersed, the thunder faded, and the sight was bleak. That strange rock had been struck by lightning countless times, and now bore the outline of a Stone Sword, which couldn't help but evoke wonder at the miraculous craftsmanship of nature.