My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1774

The thunder cleaver was forged using the spine of the ancient thunder beast by the revered Jonah.

The ancient thunder beast was born during a thunderstorm. It was the embodiment of heavenly thunder and was also known as the thunder spirit.

Bones from the ancient thunder beast's skeleton were an extremely powerful source of thunder energy. They could trigger thunderbolts and also absorb the energies from millions of thunder sources. Dermott held the thunder cleaver in his hands and brought it toward the massive thunderbolt.

Dark thunderclouds billowed around the cleaver as it consumed the purple cloud surrounding Maidee.

Maidee was stunned.

That was the heavenly thunder that Troy, the thunder god of the West, had left on Earth for him.

Somehow, it had gotten consumed by that tiny cleaver.

Which Ancient Immortal left this weapon behind on Earth?

"Your thunderbolt is with me now. Let's see if you can take mine.."

A stern look appeared on Dermott's face as he pointed the blade of his cleaver toward the sky.

The sky changed colors as it became filled with dozens of red-colored clouds. Maroon bolts of lightning flashed within these red clouds that flashed threateningly.

fifth-grade Thunder Tribulation... the Herculean

a deep breath, the pitch of his voice wavering slightly as he

time one advances from one realm to the next, they're

that only a cultivator who has advanced through all the realms

narrowed his eyes and said, "This youngster's cleaver can summon Herculean Thunder, but his body may not be able to withstand it. If the thunder strikes, he'll end up shattered into pieces as well!" Eric's eyes widened. "Fuck, doesn't that mean he's setting himself up

"Unless Maidee admits defeat, this youngster will do everything

quickened, and

being trembled as his breathing

you

heavenly thunder!"

cultivator who had only just entered the King

control the heavenly thunder and have

T summon" An ancient, suffocating aura emanated from the cleaver. Three bolts of red lightning crashed from

eyes widened as he hurriedly said, "I

put his cleaver away upon

three bolts of

gritted his teeth. "Were

"It doesn't matter whether I was fooling you or not. What matters is that you chickened

tightened as he scoffed and

relief. His back had long since

had no idea just how powerful the heavenly