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Liu Ming's eyes turned cold as he pointed a single hand toward a towering stone peak piercing the clouds nearby, and a bowl-thick arc of golden-silver lightning instantly burst forth from his fingertip.
A thunderous boom like the destruction of heaven and earth resounded!
At the base of the mountain, a massive crater, easily over thirty feet in diameter, appeared, followed by the collapse of the entire stone peak, as countless boulders poured down, hitting the ground and turning into a pile of scattered rubble.
"The Heavenly Thunder Technique has reached great perfection!"
Liu Ming laughed heartily, looking up at the sky. Recalling the countless thunderous nights he endured to cultivate the Heavenly Thunder Technique to suppress the demonic thoughts, he was filled with a deep sense of emotion.
Finally achieving great perfection meant that he could temporarily contain the demonic thoughts as long as he quickly gathered the Jiutian God Thunder.