The torrent clouds swept down the Earth like a furious storm. The third heavenly thunder struck, and the people in the vicinity were being pushed back. Ouyang Xueqing's pained scream echoed throughout the air, almost rivalling the roar of the thunder. It was hair-raising and terrifying.
Her body was being scorched black by the heavenly fire as she writhed and spasmed.
Her eyes wide open, the pupils alternating between black, blue and crimson. One minute, her face was scrunched up in pain and the next minute, it was twisted into a hideous expression, just like a devil who was trying to find her way out to the surface.
She felt that she had forgotten something important…
In the last second before the thunder struck, she had already grasped it within her fingers but now, it all disintegrated into dust and she couldn't find it anymore.
Frustration, grief and hatred welled up inside her heart.
