"This is... the real sound of thunder..."
The Demon Kings, bleeding from their seven orifices and with a splitting headache, gazed angrily and shocked at the indifferent figure standing above the sky dome.
And with this sound of thunder, a vast Thunder Pond, with stormy waves and countless silvery-white Thunder Liquid surging within, slowly appeared as a phantom.
With a single hand forming a spell, Qi Xiu's gaze was calm as water, and he softly uttered a single word.
"Refine!"
Buzz—
In an instant, the Thunder Pond transformed from illusion to reality, directly engulfing the Demon Kings and Demon Lords. The sweeping Thunder Liquid unleashed a force as pure and unyielding as the sun, refining all impure evils, intending to drown these Great Demons and Great Devils.
Swish, swish, swish—
Faced with a life-and-death crisis, the Demon Kings and Demon Lords unleashed their full strength!
Ancestral Skills and Sorcery, Demon Soldiers and Evil Treasures!
