Huang Xiaolong quickly arrived at the base of the main peak of Wuyi Mountain.
The entire main peak was flowing with thick thunderbolts, like dragons and snakes.
These thunderbolts were unexpectedly of different colors, consisting of—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, a total of seven colors.
"Huh? Seven-colored thunder?" Huang Xiaolong was momentarily startled.
On Earth, there were no thunderbolts with seven colors.
This was, after all, energy from the realm of the immortals. Huang Xiaolong could not understand, but there was no doubt that this energy was as strong as Dragon Power and his own Divine Power of the Yin Emperor.
It gave off the scent of the origin of all thunder magic!
Supreme!
"Hehe, what luck~~ my God of Thunder will soon regain its former glory. From now on, on Earth, the Yin Emperor won't be the only god!" Huang Xiaolong's eyes shone.
