No matter how weak its power might be, this was still the Wrath of Heaven, and who knew what mysteries lay within it.
The slowing blood-red thunder was now struggling to keep pace with Lu Ye, and as it continued to weaken, the crisis could be said to have passed.
Another incense stick's worth of time later, within Lu Ye's perception, the blood-red thunder behind him suddenly collapsed and vanished without a trace.
Chapter 777