"Boom—" A three-meter-thick silver heavenly thunder descended from the sky!
Yun Shangyuan's eyes were solemn as he held the Soft Sword horizontally with both hands to block the thunder.
"Boom—" The collision between the thunder and the Soft Sword emitted a deafening crash.
"Ugh!" Yun Shangyuan grunted, feeling his hands go numb and his head dizzy.
He clenched his teeth tightly, drawing on a breath of energy to keep himself from falling.
He had successfully withstood the first heavenly thunder.
Before he could catch his breath, the second heavenly thunder descended.
This thunder was golden!
"Boom—" When the second heavenly thunder appeared, the entire sky instantly changed, with all the dark clouds swirling into a vortex around the thunder.
Yun Shangyuan immediately gathered more Black Spiritual Power to fight the thunder again—
"Boom—" The thunder collided with the Soft Sword, unleashing a powerful blast.
This time, it was not as easy as before.
