Wang Lin had never hoped for the divine retribution to descend like today. He looked at the seven-colored thunder condensing inside the clouds.
From all the divine retribution he had experienced, this was the first time he had seen a seven-colored thunderbolt.
Seven-colored clouds quickly gathered, and they contained powerful heavens' might. Under the pressure, crackling sounds came from the fragment under Wang Lin.
The edges of the fragment collapsed once more. Its size was rapidly changing, but the more it shrank, the more terrifying its durability became.
Wang Lin's eyes shined brightly and large amounts of origin energy surged through his body.
Not only did his heart pound rapidly, but the vibration from his origin soul made the origin energy inside his body cycle even faster.
A powerful feeling appeared inside Wang Lin's heart. He never had such control of this feeling before. Wang Lin raised his right hand and formed a fist.