When Shen Jinsuo's injuries had fully healed and his powers enhanced, he slowly opened his eyes, a blend of red and gold light interweaving in his gaze, the aura surrounding him terrifyingly intense.
At this moment, the thunderclouds above the altar had not dispersed, and as if sensing the enhanced aura around him, a thick purple-gold heavenly thunder crashed down with earth-shattering power.
Shen Jinsuo's figure flickered as he stepped to the top of the altar, raising his hand to unleash a blood-colored palm strike infused with peak power.
The palm strike collided with the heavenly thunder; there was no earth-shaking explosion, only a domineering force sweeping forth, sending the thunder, capable of severely wounding strong beings, forcefully back into the clouds, scattering them significantly, allowing sunlight to pour through the forest.
Watching this scene, Su Muyao was utterly shocked.
She murmured, "Such powerful strength."
