In the empty void, a sea of thunder rolled in the sky, thunderclaps boomed, resounding through the Nine Heavens.
Li Qingming and the others stood above the azure long river, staring fixedly at the cataclysmic scene below and even now felt a chill at the bottom of their hearts.
Shakyamuni looked at the colossal creature that appeared intermittently in the sea of thunder, with a fluctuating expression of shock, and said: "Master Li, do you know what that is?"
"Yes, Master, it's truly terrifying!" Yang Jian's face was extremely pale, his forehead still streaked with sweat.
Fire Spirit was the first to notice the huge creature above them and spoke: "Master, just now I glanced at it. One of them looks very similar to the statue in the center of Fire Feather City. The other, due to the hasty glimpse, I didn't get a clear look. But I vaguely remember it was a creature with eight arms!"
