Amidst the thunderous roars, a streak of crimson lightning had already sliced straight through the clouds, cleaving the entire sea of clouds in the sky in two.
Zheng Yong's body intermittently flickered into existence in the sky as he used the power of Kunlun to manipulate space and cut off the path of the lightning.
"This thing seems like light but isn't, like electricity but isn't, its flight incredibly fast, and even the Kunlun Divine Power can't fully capture it…"
"No, it's not that the Kunlun Divine Power can't capture it, but rather, I haven't yet been able to display the essence of Kunlun Mountain's spatial manipulation."
The more Zheng Yong pursued the crimson lightning, the more he felt the terrify power it contained.
Since he began his pursuit of the crimson lightning, three whole hours had passed.
In these three hours of concentrated effort, giving it his all, he had managed to close the distance between himself and the lightning to about five hundred meters.
