Thunder surged forth, filling the sky!
The many Martial Artists who had come for the so-called great treasure looked terrified, scrambling to get away. But the thunder was swift, crossing a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye. It boomed through the air, purple lightning flashing across the void. No matter how fast they were, they were still caught in its wake!
In an instant, a dozen or so Martial Artists who were touched by the thunder cried out in agony. Their bodies went numb, and they temporarily lost their Sky-Controlling ability, plummeting from the sky. Meanwhile, Brother Bai and the others, who already knew how terrifying Qin Ya was, had stayed far away and were thus unharmed.
Watching the Martial Artists fall one by one from the sky, Brother Bai and his companions swallowed hard, unconcealable terror in their eyes. They gazed at the purple Thunder Sea, trembling all over. With a flash, they retreated another several hundred zhang.
