Jing Yang was by no means outdone. His gaze was fierce as a wolf, his entire body wreathed in crackling arcs of black lightning as he resembled a thunder god bathed in divine light, every punch carrying the fury of violent thunder.
"Roar!"
With an enraged bellow, Jing Yang's eyes stained scarlet, he reached down and ripped up a massive tree by the roots. Wielding the colossal trunk like a club, he smashed it fiercely toward Ye Han's Nine-Sun Golden Body.
Chapter 184