Hmph!
Thunder Roc Ancestor's complexion darkened, and from his eyes, beams of Divine Light burst forth, slashing through the void only to vanish in a flash.
The very next moment, the diminutive Roc, barely a yard in size, suddenly spread its wings with a tremor, instantly transforming into a streak of vermilion and cyan Lightning that penetrated the Great Sun Dharma Form, only to expand into a sparkling Thunder Net that cascaded down, seemingly intent on capturing the essence of the Great Sun in one fell swoop.
At that instant, a trace of coldness surfaced in Zhao Sheng's eyes. His thoughts turned swift as lightning, and the miniature sun plummeted down at once, crashing into the Crystal Cup. The blinding brilliance filled the cup, expelling all the Thunder Light within.
Thunder Roc Ancestor's expression became severe, and the palm concealed within his sleeve rapidly formed a Thunder Seal.
