The final bolt of lightning struck the ground.
Plasma splashed and surged in a hundred-zhang radius. In Wang Anfeng's eyes, the man standing upright in the lightning's glare resembled a god or demon, his presence overwhelming. Then the lightning dispersed, and that figure coughed up a breath of scorched air, crashing to the ground with alarming speed, motionless.
Under the faint moonlight, Xu Sixing was already blackened, like a piece of charcoal.
The ground around was ravaged.
Wang Anfeng exhaled deeply, slowly lowering his clenched right hand.
The immense Qi mechanism from the Divine Weapon completely dissipated, bringing a sense of sensory weakness and the exhaustion of forcibly controlling elemental changes.
A typical Middle Third Rank Martial Artist can trigger anomalies, yet these anomalies are unconscious or passively induced, greatly enhancing the power of each move while also incurring significant consumption.
