Wang Ping's heart felt even more bitter. Beside him, Qing Yi held his hand. Her eyes were filled with tenderness as she said, "Don't worry. No matter what you are, I'll accompany you."
Wang Ping silently pondered and nodded.
Thunder Daoist's expression was gloomy as he stared at Wang Lin and said, "This old man will let you know what a real messenger of the Thunder Celestial Temple is!" He raised his hand to point at the sky and shouted, "Celestial Thunder Beast!"
Large amounts of thunder came from all directions and seemed to occupy the entire sky. The thunder condensed like crazy into a giant ball above Thunder Daoist.
Then a thunderous rumble echoed throughout the planet. This sound was filled with majesty that would shock anyone who heard it.
At this moment, the cultivators that had struggled under Thunder Daoist's divine sense all heard the thunderous rumble. All of the spiritual energy inside their bodies went crazy, and they almost couldn't control it.