Bolts of lightning rained down, transforming into dazzling, terrifying pillars of light that completely sealed off the villa. This thunderous punishment persisted for more than ten minutes, only ceasing when the entire villa had been reduced to ash.
When the lightning subsided and the villa had vanished, not a single member of the Fang Family had escaped.
Atop a nearby building, thunder crackled and coalesced into a meter-long figure that hovered slowly in the sky.
The Thunder Dragon had returned.
Fang Yonglong gazed at the Thunder Dragon above him, his complexion ashen, his eyes brimming with utter despair. He stared at the figure standing in the night wind, his body trembling as he gazed into the distance.
"How could you do this? How could you?"
Although his son was dead, the foundation of his family's power remained. But now, it had been thoroughly obliterated by the man before him.
Hatred, resentment, and rage surged through him.
"You think this is the end?"
