Sun Chao's shout made the other human traffickers tremble all over. They hadn't come to their senses yet, but they all looked up at the sky. Hearing the extreme panic and fear in his voice, their bodies instinctively responded, and their legs started moving uncontrollably.
It was at this moment.
The ink-black cloud vortex in the sky seemed to have reached its limit, no longer rotating, and appeared compressed.
In an instant, threads of dark cloud vapor madly dissipated from the vortex, with slender electric arcs wildly racing through the dissipating clouds, darting and colliding wantonly.
Lightning burst within the vortex, illuminating the clouds.
At this moment, it was like daylight in the sky.
The next instant.
The arcs in the cloud vapor, the flash behind the clouds... all these seemed to converge to a single point at the center of the vortex in an instant.
That extreme point.
This point, at this moment, shone like the brightest star in the galaxy.
