711 Willingly Surrender

The loud, deafening explosion had masked over Tai Yitan's own voice!

"What… What is happening?!"

Everyone could not help but stare at Chen Xiaobei with their jaw dropped to the ground.

A powerful bolt of lightning shot out from the Wrath Bolt Ring that was in Chen's palm.

The lightning spread out in a flash; like a dragon claw, and then it came together to form a huge lightning ball that was as tall as Chen Xiaobei himself!

Effortlessly, Chen Xiaobei lifted the ball of crackling sparks. The unstable form of its nature had sent a few lighting sparks around the vicinity, causing the space around him to gain static charge. The dirt on the ground, the sand, and even the trees had started to shake violently due to the static charge. It was as if Chen Xiaobei had summoned the manifestation of a storm itself! Chen Xiaobei stood there, with the ball of lightning resting on the palm of his hands, like a god of lightning.