Above the nine heavens, the ancient Thunderbolt Gate manifested between heaven and earth, yawning open, and one after another, terrifying figures stepped out. Lined up in front of the Thunder Gate, they freely unleashed the most horrifyingly supreme aura, dominating above all kings.
These figures were human-shaped lightning, but their aura was absolutely terrifying and boundless, like incomparable emperors and kings descending to the mortal plane.
The moment they emerged, it seemed as if the heavens themselves shook and swayed for them, and the Ten Thousand Domains were stirred by their presence.
The rumbling sound was incessant, the Heavenly Dao resonated with a prolonged cry, the Heavenly Might was pervasive, oppressing everyone to the point of being unable to breathe.
Each figure was unique, with males and females emerging one by one—nine figures in total—standing together, appearing very real, as if actual people, shrouded in hazy Qi Mechanism, their true faces indistinct.
