The cultivators of the Thunder clan stood at the four corners of the Celestial Demon Arena and took a deep breath. The thunder will upon their bodies were rolling and tossing until it finally made a deep groaning sound of the dragon chanting.
On top of the staircase, the prince of the Thunder clan stood up and stared at Ye Futian.
It was clear how aggressive and unstoppable the Demonic Thunder Drum Matrix from the Thunder clan was; it was far more difficult to break the matrix than to defeat him. After all, they were set up by the cultivators of the Thunder clan, so its superior battle power was derived from the echoes of their collective will.
Despite all that, Ye Futian broke the Demonic Thunder Drum Matrix with only two strikes.
The Zhu Yan Demon Crown Prince also looked over, but he was more concerned with Ye Futian's staff techniques than with him breaking the matrix.
