"The Young Hero is here, who wants to try me?"
The people below had just processed that this suddenly appearing handsome man might be the Old Demon Duan. Before they could cry out for a righteous gang assault to slay the demon, they heard a loud "Thunder, come!"
Duan Yun's voice was like thunder, and as it resounded, a swirling vortex formed at his chest, with flashes of lightning jumping within the vortex.
His voice was loud, spreading far, as if it was meant to float to the heavens.
Soon after, the heavens truly responded to him.
Rumble!
A massive thunderclap sounded as the previously sparsely clouded sky erupted with rolling thunder.
Boom!
In the next moment, the tea house's roof tiles were shattered into fragments.
Along with them, the rooftops within a mile radius were also reduced to fragments!
Because the lightning had arrived!
The thunder from the heavens, attracted by the magnetic field generated by Duan Yun, landed around them in the blink of an eye.
