Broad bolts of thunder and lightning, thick as waterfalls, converged behind Pang Jian in the void, twisting wildly and unorderly.
From a distance, those multicolored Thunderous Lightning strands appeared like bizarre tentacles extending from Pang Jian's body, resonating with his physique in a wondrous rhythm.
Many thunder and lightning bolts, originating from Thunder God Mountain and also from the Silver-white Temple beneath Pang Jian's feet.
At this moment, with his Immortal Primordial Spirit magnified, Pang Jian's towering stature, standing upon the majestic temple, resembled the rebirth of the Thunder God!
"Just a barely fledged Water God, that's all."
Pang Jian chuckled lightly.
He reached out to grab at Mengnawa's serpentine neck, his fingers radiating an alien glow, emitting various Great Tao Laws.
