The enormous Dark Thunder Dragon swept across a wide area of the Sinister Forest, and the towering giant trees were destroyed beneath its might.
When the Dark Thunder Dragon suddenly dispersed, a large vacuum zone appeared in this once densely wooded forest.
As the Dark Thunder Dragon vanished, two figures emerged.
A young man clad in dark battle armor stood arrogantly in mid-air, his expression cold and handsome.
In his hand, he held a disheveled figure.
Martial Artist Yuan Zhen! His golden beast-hide battle armor was already tattered, his hair disheveled, his whole body appearing limp and powerless. Clearly, he had lost his battle power, as Shi Feng held his face in his right hand, lifting him.
At this moment, Yuan Zhen's face showed eyes wide with disbelief.
Even now, he couldn't believe the power of the Dark Thunderbolt emerged from a mere four-star Half God's body.
