Seeing the two terrifying thunder dragons descending upon Yang Zhen's head, everyone instinctively gasped.
Yue Yufeng murmured in shock, "Two thunder dragons, there are actually two thunder dragons, even with my experience, I..."
Boom--!
A deafening explosion drowned out Yue Yufeng's words. Everyone instinctively turned their gaze away, dazzled by the endless brilliant light radiation. The ensuing surge of ferocious True Essence reverberated in all directions.
As the turbulence dissipates, their gazes instantaneously fell upon Yang Zhen. They were almost popping out of their sockets.
Yang Zhen stood unscathed in mid-air, his newly worn clothes transformed into rags again. Blood was streaming down his body, thunder snakes zapped about under his skin, his flesh glowing brilliantly. Muffled roars rang out, sounding like an enraged dragon bellowing.
