Crack!
The speed of the falling Purple Thunder was so fast it reached an extreme, like flowing light, imperceptible to the naked eye!
In an instant, it seemed to split the gloomy sky dome into two halves. In the rift of the Heavenly Vault, a bolt of thunder dropped straight down, exploding towards Yaan Jinghong's head with incomparable speed.
"Hmm?"
Ling Feng, from a distance, saw a bolt of lightning and couldn't help but squint his eyes. The purple thunder, illuminating the heaven and earth, was almost too blinding to stare at.
The next instant, he was suddenly shocked and noticed something was amiss.
"That's not lightning!"
A thought flashed through his mind, and his Emperor's Eye, even without activation, was still strikingly perceptive.
He distinctly saw a silhouette, a human silhouette!
"Is that a person?"
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched wildly. Who was it that dared to ambush Yaan Jinghong, the legendary genius of the Empire?
