Thunder Art

"How is this possible!"

Yu Taiyuan couldn't help but exclaim in shock, unable to sit still.

In this world, any miracles could only manifest in the netherworld. In the mortal world, they couldn't even conjure a spark, let alone move a feather. Moreover, any miracles from the netherworld appearing in the mortal realm were weak and feeble, at most affecting some ordinary folks. Once a person accumulated fortune, no gods or ghosts could influence them.

At this moment, seeing the real and tangible lightning in Fang Yuan's hand, which gave him a tingling sensation, Yu Taiyuan's Dao heart collapsed. His eyes were filled with astonishment, feeling as if his mind had turned blank.

What was going on?

Fang Yuan smiled faintly, knowing that Yu Taiyuan had been awestruck. With a slight shake of his body, after the crackling sounds, Fang Yuan's appearance matured, and his body grew significantly taller.