Thunderclouds are naturally formed by weather. However, Xu Dongxu summoned them using special means.
He had already summoned two bolts of thunder, and this patch of thunderclouds has taken form. Even if Xu Dongxu doesn't attempt to draw them in, these thunders won't cease for a while.
Rumble!
Thunder roared, and the sky in this area lit up as bright as daylight.
A formidable bolt of lightning struck down, different from the previous two; this bolt was thick and robust, twisting and branching, resembling a giant, sturdy tree.
Even Xu Dongxu felt his scalp tingle upon seeing it. However, he did not intend to leave because this small hill was sufficiently safe.
Xu Dongxu lowered his head, looking at the corpse of the great elder, but to his surprise, the great elder was nowhere to be found!
"Are you looking for me?" The great elder's voice was hoarse, but it was the most heart-stirring.
