Thunderclap Peak.
Endless thunder enveloped the secret chamber above. The vast and terrifying power of destruction scattered out, permeating the entire peak.
Thick clouds filled the sky, and the daylight was dim.
At the entrance of the secret chamber, Ji Yan, the master of Thunderclap Peak, stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him, Ji Zidian's ninety-eight brothers, holding Silver Umbrellas, stood in a neat square formation.
Countless lightning bolts poured down, landing on the Silver Umbrellas and bursting into a mass of blue-purple sparks. The dense patterns on the Silver Umbrellas seemed to light up. The lightning bolts that struck them converged like liquid, gradually gathering in the handles to be stored.
