"What is this?"
Upon hearing these words, everyone immediately looked over, gasping collectively.
They saw that, at some unknown time, countless bolts of lightning had gathered around Ye Qingchen. These bolts were clearly remnants of the earlier shattered thunder, which had not completely dissipated into the void but had instead quietly converged.
Now, they had formed a vast, towering wall of lightning, resembling a square coffin that directly imprisoned Ye Qingchen within.
"You didn't expect this, did you!"
Ci Flame laughed maniacally, eyes full of mockery. "Ye Qingchen, I admit you're strong... even to this extent, but that still doesn't mean you've won!"
"How about this feeling of going from life to death?"
Ci Flame's eyes were full of hatred.
Ye Qingchen was very strong.
