Boom!
In the next moment, from above the horizon, a sudden peal of thunder roared.
Soon after, the entire Immortal Island was shrouded in endless storm clouds.
Occasionally, Lei Jiao would emerge from the storm clouds, baring its menace.
In the southern part of Immortal Island, the entire Jiang Zhao family felt the terrifying oppressive force.
"Dad, Mom, it's going to rain!"
Little Yu Ze pointed at the dark, oppressively gray sky and said.
The young woman looked at that scene and glanced somewhat resentfully at the exceptionally handsome young man beside her, mumbling, "It must be dad causing trouble again. Can't you do something about it?"
That young man was none other than Jiang Xuantong's third son, Jiang Zhao, a peerless strongman who possessed the Taixu Saint Body and had long stepped into the Great Saint Realm.
