Jiang Chen slowly withdrew his hand and stood suspended in mid-air, a sharp radiance pulsing within his eyes.
A faint wave of Divine Thought Power receded from the world.
The thunder that had filled the sky also gradually dissipated, as if everything that had just happened was merely fleeting smoke, an illusion.
But the charred body of Fan Wenxuan, lying within the Dark Sky Curtain, emitting wisps of black smoke and completely devoid of life, was a stark reminder to everyone that what had just happened was undeniably real!
"He didn't make a single move—he killed Fan Wenxuan with just one sentence?"
"Was that lightning—the Five Thunders Bombing—summoned by Jiang Chen?"
"What's going on? How can a person summon lightning? Not even a Union Palace Realm expert could do that, right?"
Above Celestial Martial Hall, the Martial Artists were engaged in fervent discussion.
Every single one of them wore an expression of deep disbelief and profound shock.
This was simply terrifying!
