The people in Central Continent City looked at the sky in a daze, as if they were completely stupefied.

In their lives, and even in their imaginations, this type of scene had never appeared before.

Streaks of golden lightning that were even thicker than arms descended from the sky, smashing into the Imperial Palace.

In the skies above the Imperial Palace, this type of lightning covered everything densely.

Many Yunqin officials who were inside their own courtyards, waiting for the final result, knelt down on the ground in shock, expressing their reverence and servitude.

No cultivators could have this type of great power.

That was why this was heavenly might, the punishment high heaven brought down on the people, punishing those rebel subjects who dared go against the son of heaven.

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The lightning was like pillars, like giant rods that crazily thrashed...