"Boom~~~~"
The Ancient Demon's mouthful of spit collided with the remaining Thunder and Lightning, exploding with a bang. Spit and lightning flickered together, their powers ultimately canceling each other out, lighting up the pitch‑black Whirlwind Abyss as bright as day.
"Yo-ho, Comrade Ancient Demon, impressive, huh. You actually blocked Heaven's Punishing Thunder with just two spits. Looks like your strength is anything but ordinary..." Wang Xiaoqiang saw the Ancient Demon block the first Heavenly Thunder, felt his heart relax, and immediately started flattering it. All so it would help block the second Heavenly Thunder.
"Pah! You little brat, easy for you to talk while standing there. Do you have any idea how valuable a mouthful of my spit is? Just one mouthful costs me a lot of demonic power... I blocked the thunder for you and used up two mouthfuls of spit. You better remember this: you owe me two mouthfuls of spit worth of favor..."
