Bolts of lightning, incessant and vigorous, seemed as if they were trying to bring heaven and earth closer.
In the spark of electricity, the thick layer of clouds swirling in the sky, appeared to be brewing an endless energy capable of devouring everything.
On the ground, within the forest, various plants were undergoing bizarre and exaggerated changes, baring their fangs and claws, seeming as alive, demonstrating their equally violent vitality to the raging lightning.
Being in the eye of the lightning storm, Mr. Liang was experiencing and witnessing these scenes, his emotions gradually transitioning from shock to confusion and bewilderment.
After all, he had already felt that the faint halo around him allowed him to stay steadily in the center of the lightning storm. The violent lightning that seemed to tear everything apart and annihilate everything would not come close to him or hit him. Xiang Kun was merely "demonstrating" all this to him.
