Faced with the flames, the smoke by Chen Xu's hand fizzled and surprisingly dissipated.
At that moment, Wen Daoyuan's expression changed dramatically.
He suddenly shouted angrily, "You spawn! How dare you harm my Human Race's pride!"
As he spoke, his tongue thundered—
Rumble!
Only the sound of thunder could be heard rising.
As it turned out, Wen Daoyuan's "tongue thundering" was truly a tongue thundering, not a metaphor but literal.
He let out a furious cry, and at once, a bolt of lightning erupted.
Rumble!
Boom!
A massive thunder descended from the sky, bringing with it billowing clouds of smoke, instantly dispersing the flame rushing towards Chen Xu.
From within the flames, only hear the sound of shrill screams:
"How can a mere human harm me? I am the immortal True Monarch of Primordial Heavenly Fire. Humans, injure me now, and soon your Divine Souls will perish, consumed in your own flames... ah!"
Rumble!
The thunder continued to roar ceaselessly.
