As soon as that orb of thunder appeared, Yan Zhaoge instantly knit his brows.
He could not be any more familiar with that terrifying thunder light that was violent and decisive.
He too often unleashed it.
Of the Nine Heavenly Immortal Thunders, An Instant’s Thunder!
Blazing all one’s power in a single bid, concentrating it all in a single strike, blooming in an instant!
This purple orb of thunder was clearly also a fragment of the Eye of the Thunder Emperor.
A slight stabbing pain could be felt in Yan Zhaoge’s right eye as strands of thunder light uncontrollably flickered within.
His Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment which had always been concealed within was now drawn over by an immense force as it sought to break free of his control, shooting towards the other party.
Both being fragments of the same Sacred Artifact, the larger, stronger ones would automatically draw the smaller, weaker ones over.