However, when you truly look at Him with your eyes, you will find that there is nothing behind the thunderous sky, only illusions in the Cosmic Light River.
Such an exalted existence seems to have reached an unspeakable, unviewable, indescribable state.
"Three Thousand Great Dao, each has its merits."
"My Dream Dao can create everything, and this Thunder Dao I can wield at will!"
"In this dream realm, I am the master of thunder!"
In the rolling thunderclouds, the golden pupil of the Demon God manifests, exuding an air of dominion over the world.
"As it happens, when it comes to the Way of Thunder, I happen to have some experience!"
Xuanqing smiled slightly.
Electric currents ran through gold and stone, and the Emperor's Throne in His hand was instantly refined and remelted into a Thunder Pool, shaking the Universe.
"Go!"
The heavenly vault was dark, and the pitch-black sky was the visage of heaven at this moment.
