The monks in the temple stood stunned.
Someone shouted "Fire," but one rock after another fell from the sky, continuously with a rumbling sound, drawing brilliant red arcs in the pitch-black night sky.
The night was radiant, and the sounds were deafening.
No one knew how the soldiers infiltrated from the court managed to secretly transport the Thunderbolt Vehicle into the city.
But undoubtedly, it must have involved numerous hardships and efforts.
Yet these efforts are worth it.
As long as they let the Thunderbolt Vehicle bombard for half the time of an incense stick, the Bright Temple would be razed to the ground.
Even without that much time, the Bright Temple would be burned by the fire nonetheless.
But at this moment, an unimaginable miraculous scene unfolded.
Above the Lingbo Mansion, the initially clear night sky suddenly became hazy, with wisps of lingering incense smoke emerging, swirling like a deep-sea whirlpool.
The air ripped open, revealing a bright world.
