'Strange, what on earth did that kid do?' Zuo Wenya frowned, lost in thought.
Suddenly, he heard a clap of thunder outside. An overwhelming sense of oppression washed over him, as if something terrible was happening, making him tremble uncontrollably.
'What's going on?' Zuo Wenya flashed to the window and looked outside.
The sight stunned him. He remembered clear, blue skies just moments ago. How had they suddenly become shrouded in dark clouds?
Countless bolts of lightning, like electric serpents, danced and flickered within the dark clouds. A vast, ethereal, yet utterly terrifying aura radiated from above.
This aura alone froze Zuo Wenya, a Divine Demon Realm expert, in place. His body was completely immobile. He even felt as if he could be turned to ash at any moment.
At that moment, two words surfaced in Zuo Wenya's mind.
Heavenly might!
The might of the heavens is immeasurable. He finally understood the true meaning of that phrase.
