Despite being hundreds of miles apart, the blinding lightning instantly forced Zhou Chun to close his eyes, with two streams of blood tears flowing uncontrollably from his eyelids.
Only after a few breaths did the earth-shattering explosion roar belatedly arrive!
What happened?
Zhou Chun forced his eyes open, gathering mana in them to suppress the discomfort, and looked in the direction of the explosion's origin.
At this moment, the silver lightning still hadn't dissipated, but it was no longer as dazzling as before.
Zhou Chun could only see a sky full of silver white.
After dozens of breaths, the silver-white slightly faded, and the blue sky could be vaguely seen.
Through these dozens of breaths of contemplation, Zhou Chun gradually formed a hypothesis in his heart.
"Could it be?! Did it really self-detonate its Demon Core?! That was a Fifth-Rank Thunder Flood Dragon!!"
Zhou Chun muttered to himself, his face full of shock.
