Among all the people present, the Three-legged Crow undoubtedly had the longest years, and indeed the richest experience.
Seeing this scene, it shook its head helplessly: "This guy is indeed a monstrous being, destined to be rejected by this world, driven by thunder to destroy! Alas! Talents are always envied by the heavens, it's always the case! This damned heaven, can't it just open its eyes?"
"Look quickly! Yang Yan is standing up." Suddenly, Lin An pointed excitedly at the center beneath the thundercloud.
At once, everyone revealed a look of astonishment.
Under the fierce thunderstorm, Yang Yan suddenly struggled to sit up, then wobbly stood up.
He looked coldly at the sky and shouted in a low, deep voice: "Nascent Void, return swiftly."
Upon hearing Yang Yan's voice, Nascent Void, still fiercely battling the crimson Thunder Dragon in mid-air, clearly paused for a moment, then desperately turned back.
