This was a downpour so dense, it could drown True Persons, destroy cities, and bring endless death through the Art of Magic and Divine Skill.
If anyone could see clearly the trajectory of lightning, they would witness an innumerable stream of light, crisscrossing to form an impenetrable net.
This net fell like a collapsing sky, aiming to completely engulf the Martial Artist who was merely taking a step forward at the center.
No one could escape such a heavenly might.
Unless there was someone who could cleave through the lightning.
But.
Cang Linzu, at this moment, could.
He could even make it his own!
With the blessing of 'Heaven's Will', in Cang Linzu's eyes, all Arts of Magic were intertwined, transforming into wind. The wind blew against him, and indeed, it was impossible for a person to block or evade. The wind was pervasive, arriving instantaneously, attacking the moment it was sensed.
However, at this moment.
He saw the wound in the wind.
