A scorched scar meandered a thousand miles across the firmament of the Primeval Battlefield, cutting the chaotic thunder clouds right down the middle like a gaping wound.
Jiang Feng stood upon the scorched earth. The skin of his newly forged Chaotic Body shimmered with stardust-like radiance, and with a flick of his hand, crackling electric arcs danced between his fingers. He gazed at the leaping thunder light in his palm—this was no ordinary lightning, but the essence of the laws condensed after the ninth Tribulation had dissipated.
"Quite a spirited little fellow." Jiang Feng lightly snapped his fingers, and a wisp of primal chaos merged into the thunder light. The violet lightning suddenly surged, transforming into a thunder spirit with six wings on its back. In the trailing glow of its tail feathers, faint afterimages of Jiang Feng undergoing the Tribulation emerged.
Chapter 744