Nether King Er Ha fumed the blue smoke from his mouth, his face dumbstruck.
Why did he have to bear all the lightning strikes? It's not fair!
Saint Daughter Zi Yun stood and watched from a distance. When she saw the Nether King got hit, she couldn't help but cover her mouth to giggle. It was because his aloof and cold appearance had vanished.
Nether King Er Ha shook his head. His energy emitted to clean his body, making him neat and nice again. Then, he lifted his head to look at the sky.
The dark clouds rolled and slowly dispersed, and thunder gradually died down.
As the black clouds scattered, radiance pierced through. The bright light dots looked like broken gold pieces, piercing through the black clouds, which looked somehow beautiful.
As the sunlight shone again, many people felt their worries lifted away.
However, many people still looked at Nether King Er Ha in fear.
