Boom～
A burst of divine light exploded outward, accompanied by a massive roar. Zhao Sheng moved aside the gigantic palm shielding his head and stared at the heavenly vault with eyes sharp as swords.
"Sneaky old guy, show your tricks quickly! I've grown impatient waiting."
As soon as he finished speaking, a disdainful snicker echoed simultaneously from all directions—heaven, earth, and the four points around.
In an instant, the murky water mist that spread across heaven, earth, and all directions surged extensively, promptly solidifying into countless murky fog swords, numbering at least in the millions.
Zhao Sheng's expression became remarkably solemn as the thunderlight around him roared outwards in all directions, transforming swiftly into an intimidating sea of thunder spanning nearly a thousand feet.
