Zhao Sheng's eyes slightly narrowed, noticing that Mountain Dragon Little Gold's eyes had almost turned pitch-black, his heart tightened, realizing he had underestimated the power of the Tribulation Demon Thought.
With a flash of thought, within the Purple Mansion Soul Sea, towering waves arose out of thin air, and the scarred Five Thunder Ring slowly floated out of the sea surface.
A large mass of Primordial Spirit Clear Light descended into the Five Thunder Ring, instantly stirring up a layer of five-colored "ripples".
"Ripples" instantly transformed into strands of five-colored Thunder Threads, breaking through the void of the Purple Mansion, disappearing in a flash.
Outside
Just as a trace of thunder light emerged from Zhao Sheng's brow, Mountain Dragon Little Gold suddenly emitted a muffled groan, his eyes instantly turned pitch-black.
"I... I... can't... suppress... ah ah... about to reveal... original... form..."
