Clouds in the sky turned more and more dense. The layer of clouds rapidly blackened as if black ink had spilled over it. It appeared as if a thunder dragon was rolling and flickering in the clouds.
A strong suppressive force swept down. This mighty force could easily make one feel exceptionally insignificant.
“Crash-Bang!” The lightning fell from the clouds and severely crashed down. The lightning didn’t appear like a thunder dragon this time. Rather, it appeared like a group of thunder dragons that had rushed down one after another. They crazily fell upon Ye Xiwen; as if to bite him to death.
Those thunder dragons could not bite Ye Xiwen’s body owing to his ‘gilded tyrant form’. However, they were able to grab him with their claws. This left his body stained with blood in several places. Berserk lightning and thunder wreaked havoc on his body. His body was roasted, and turned black.
Ye Xiwen frowned. These attacks were far more tyrannical than before.