Hui Tailang slowly opened his eyes, a flash of golden electricity slicing through his gaze as an oppressive aura weighed heavily over the entire scene.
His right hand, raised slowly, crackled with flowing light at its center. Terrifying golden lightning converged in his palm, transforming into a palm thunder strike.
Rescuing the Foreign Land: Quicksand Illusory Clear Ring (Part 7)
Chapter 78