At this moment, countless insights permeated his heart, allowing him to faintly elevate his understanding of the Thunder Law to another level.
With his current level, he believed that even without comprehending Divinity, his power could still see a rapid enhancement.
"Crackle!"
The sound of arcs of electricity echoed.
Time slowly passed.
Outside.
Beyond the white world.
Neil Morton's figure had already departed.
However, at this moment, accompanied by changes in the white world.
"Swish!"
The old man's figure instantly appeared, his gaze immediately captured by the scenery ahead.
At this sight, his pupils instantly widened.
Because within the white world ahead, a small section had already turned pitch black.
The terrifying and oppressive aura, even separated by an unquantifiable distance, could still be distinctly felt.
"So fast?"
Blaise Mendoza murmured, his expression still tinged with disbelief.
