The Dragon Spirit wandered around but felt like it had entered a maze, unable to find its target no matter what.
"Boom, boom–"
The sound made the Dragon Spirit feel a little bewildered.
He remembered that when he had just entered the tunnel of Death Mountain, the thunder already started.
How could it still be there now, especially when it seems to be broad daylight?
Looking up, the Dragon Spirit naturally saw the position directly above, where numerous clouds were piled up.
Which was completely different from the oppressive black clouds he had imagined.
The Dragon Spirit's eyes rarely showed a confused expression. Since when did Heavenly Thunder strike under white clouds on a sunny day?
Even more bewildered and frustrated was the Heavenly Thunder, which has been at this position for almost a day.
It was supposed to strike once and be done, yet it had been rumbling aimlessly countless times, unable to find its target.
