BOOM!
The sky-obscuring lightning struck directly at the dark clouds pouring down a torrential rain.
A deafening roar shook the air.
The dark clouds were instantly shattered by the lightning. A muffled groan echoed in the void, and then the rain clouds that had been closely following Qi Xiu and the others suddenly sped away, disappearing without a trace within a few breaths.
"It's over," Qi Xiu stated, peacefully watching Meng Po being driven away by the Thunder Magic. He and Tuo Zhou halted their flight.
"You can deploy such a grand Dharma Gate even in the Yellow Springs? How did you do it?" Tuo Zhou asked, his eyes wide with astonishment as he looked up at the Thunder Pupil in the Sky Dome, which was slowly closing and dissipating.
