A heart lacking substance

If the background music was too loud, the people watching the speech would not be able to hear the content.

Song Shuhang nodded in understanding. He stretched out his hand, and the booming of thunder was greatly reduced.

As the sound of thunder weakened, the energy that Song Shuhang needed to maintain the illusory reality decreased as well.

Of course, this extra energy could not be wasted.

After some thought, he decided to use it on the light brought about by the lightning.

Thus, the heavenly and demonic lightning in the sky began to flash according to Song Shuhang's will.

At the same time, different kinds of heavenly tribulations released different colors.

The light from the tribulation lightning, like colorful stage lights, shone on Sixteen.

Sister Scarf: "..."

Do you have too much energy to spare?

She turned her head to look at Song Shuhang's position and nodded.