Dong dong! Dong dong!
Inside the massive cocoon of thunder and lightning, there suddenly came a sound akin to a drumbeat.
It was the sound of Ji Haoyuan's heartbeat.
Each beat seemed like the compression and eruption of lightning.
Endless, like a rain of light, the dazzling colors spilled out.
Thus, time passed by for several months.
On this day.
The surface of the cocoon suddenly showed cracks as exquisite as a spider web.
Then, a crisp sound was heard.
A white arm, as fair as jade and faintly glowing with bronze light, stretched out from the cocoon.
Immediately following, a rustling sound was heard.
The entire cocoon shattered suddenly.
Ji Haoyuan's figure appeared in this void space.
At this moment, he was surrounded by a natural Dao aura.
Streaks of golden, silver, purple, or red lightning fluttered and danced continuously on his body.
With a slight movement of thought.
A radius of a thousand miles suddenly transformed into a turbulent sea of thunder.
