As Luo Gando and Luo Yinglong's battle commenced, the strongest within the city felt a resonance, a calling of the spirit light that allowed even those far away to sense something was unfolding.
"Harnessing the universe's power, the Eight Trigrams take shape!"
"Thunderstrike!"
With a gesture from Luo Yinglong, the colossal Eight Trigrams formation in the sky began spinning rapidly. Bolts of lightning drawn by the formation vanished at the sky's zenith, only to be followed by a concentrated burst of electric light gathered beneath the Eight Trigrams. It resembled a charging laser cannon, faintly emitting serpentine beams of light. Seconds later, a massive pillar of lightning shot from the formation, striking with unimaginable speed. All onlookers were dazzled by the sudden brightness, and before their thoughts could catch up, the laser-like lightning bolt had already struck down, enveloping the target machine in its force.
"Thunder Dragon Strike!"
