Chapter 993: The Flying Thunder God Art

Frank Yale snapped to the side. A pitch-black bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere and streaked past his side. It was the Holy Son of the Divine Dynasty. A sharp, wet burst- Golden blood sprayed. Frank's arm was severed on the spot. "Flying Thunder God Art!" As the Holy Son unleashed that heaven-defying power, the royal scions turned grim. The assembled kings felt a chill run down their spines. Which of them hadn't suffered under this art? It was a shadow burned into the soul; one misstep...