The Thunderbolt War Spear, a thousand zhang in size and flickering with lightning, plunged straight into the Phoenix Rock Ancient City and exploded in an instant, isolating the originally chaotic battle between the human race and the alien race.
"Little Thunder God!"
Light King Guang Tianhe's eyes fixed intently on the figure clothed in thunder from the Deep Void, uttering each word with a pause, a hint of dread in his gaze.
And next to him, Zhu Jiu and Bi Fangtian, the lady beside him, had similarly solemn expressions in their eyes.
From afar, separated by the world of the Void, an aura of violent destruction that could obliterate everything emanated, managing to suppress the Fighting Will of the human race. The power of a single individual was so terrifying!
"The arrival of the Little Thunder God will surely vanquish the human race!"
"The humans are arrogant to have disturbed the real Strong Ones among our Hundred Clans! Now it's time for our Hundred Clans to counterattack!"