Boom!
The sound of wind and thunder reverberated in everyone's ears. Wei Jiang's mind was shaken, bringing an intense pain that made him frown instinctively.
At this moment, countless electric lights flickered around Chen Yu, making him look like the Thunder God descending to the world.
Boom!
Chen Yu struck with his palm. Countless electric lights spewed from the pores of his body, converging and merging mid-air to form a thunderous handprint, attacking Wei Jiang.
The power of thunder was the power of divine judgment, its majestic force striking fear into hearts. Even though Chen Yu's strike was incomparable to natural lightning, its power was still formidable.
This kind of pure and mighty force was the nemesis of demons and ghosts. Even high-level demon ghosts could not avoid it.
At that moment, Wei Jiang felt the demon ghost within him starting to panic, its power running uncontrollably, causing him to let out a muffled groan.