No matter how heart-wrenchingly Yun Qinglian cried, pleading to the heavens, the thunderstorm wouldn't heed his cries. The violent thunder filled the entire Thunder Zone, and Qin Yi was nowhere to be seen.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A muffled sound came from outside the mountain, causing it to tremble as boulders tumbled down. Another violent thunderbolt struck, coursing down the steel column on the dome. It was split by eight finer steel spikes, like a domineering silver demon dragon crashing toward the Thunder Tree.
Centered on the Thunder Tree, the area within a ten-meter radius turned into a Thunder Pool, terrifying just to look at.
Yun Qinglian was in a panic, his mind in chaos, utterly helpless, not knowing how to save Qin Yi.
