In the gloomy canopy of the sky, thunder roared and rolled, with Lu Li drifting in like a speck of dust.
Suddenly, the clouds brightened dramatically, and thousands upon thousands of thunders burst forth, covering the heavens and the earth as they struck at Lu Li!
With a continuing roar that shook the heavens, Lu Li was like a tiny boat in a torrential downpour, violently slashed by countless thunders.
Meanwhile, the will of heaven and earth within the thunder was like a grand millstone, repeatedly grinding down on Lu Li's divine soul.
Lu Li felt as if he were a tiny insect tossed into a blender.
All he could hear was the rolling thunder, his vision filled with endless flashes of lightning, his body crushed by the majestic force of heaven and earth, on the verge of being ground to dust the next second.
If he couldn't withstand it, he was doomed to become a vegetative being.
