Ultimate Master in Urban

In the sky, a massive blue lightning bolt struck down beside a group of hoodlums, and immediately, a deep pit appeared next to them.

However, it wasn't over yet. One blue lightning bolt after another kept striking down from the sky.

Around the hoodlums, one pit after another of varying sizes formed.

The hoodlums had never seen anything like this before.

Their hearts were already filled with immense fear as they clung tightly to each other, afraid the lightning would hit them.

They were also filled with terror, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

The lightning in the sky struck for a long time before it finally stopped.

When the lightning stopped, unexpectedly, on the ground surrounding a few people, a large character appeared.

Since the large character was beneath their feet, the hoodlums initially didn't notice it.

But the villagers saw the character clearly.

"Get out!" This large character appeared before the villagers.

In the eyes of the surrounding villagers, there was an uncontrollable excitement.

"A miracle! This is a miracle! A divine message has descended!"

At this moment, the elderly woman also knelt down, her face even more devout.

She kept bowing on the ground, worshipping the sky, loudly proclaiming the miracle.

Only then did the hoodlums relax slightly as they saw the lightning cease.

They slowly opened their eyes.

Only then did they see the large character beneath their feet, and their fear intensified.

Cold sweat flowed endlessly, and their faces became incredibly pale.

The men immediately knelt down, kowtowing non-stop towards the sky, their foreheads bleeding from the impact.

"Bodhisattva, have mercy. Bodhisattva, have mercy. We beg for your mercy. We were wrong, we shouldn't have been so disrespectful. It's our fault."

At this moment, the hoodlums were filled with immense terror over the lightning's immense power.

If it struck them, their lives would be over.

The more they kowtowed, the more intense their fear became.

"Ah, save us!"

The hoodlums shouted desperately, scrambling to escape the scene.

The middle-aged man struggled to rise at the scene, his expression dazed.

It all seemed like a dream, something he could scarcely believe.

In one day, after witnessing two consecutive lightning strikes, the villagers were left completely stunned.

If the first could be considered a coincidence, this second occurrence had utterly exceeded human understanding.

"There's a deity protecting our village!"

An old man raised his arms, shouting towards the sky.

He kept moving forward until he reached beneath the lightning.

Slowly, he knelt down.

Continuously, he worshipped the sky.

Seeing the old man kneeling down, the elder of the village quickly knelt down, slowly moving behind the elder.

The old man, elderly woman, and several elders of the same age all kept worshiping the sky.

"God, there really is a God."

In this small village, a miracle had truly occurred, making them all excited.

Seeing those elders kneeling, all the villagers came over and knelt down.

Not just the onlooking villagers.

Many villagers were inside their homes and hadn't come out, but they too witnessed this miraculous event.

At that moment, they also stepped out of their doors, silently observing everything.

The villagers followed behind the crowd, slowly exiting and kneeling.

However, since a wish power had already been generated in them the first time, no new wish power was generated over their heads this time.

In a forest on Lion Mountain, a young man sat cross-legged on the ground.

Under his Divine Sense, everyone in the village was already kneeling around the area where he carved out the character with lightning.

Except for one person.

However, at this moment, no wish power was generated from the sky.

The middle-aged man could hardly believe what was happening.

A while ago, when the lightning struck down from the sky, he was also very worried it might strike him again.

But ultimately, although the lightning kept striking, none of it aimed at him.

The last strike had already made him uncomfortable, even though the injury wasn't severe. Facing it again, the middle-aged man was particularly frightened.

But more than that, it was a sense of awe.

However, although the lightning struck down repeatedly, none aimed at him.

Until all the lightning had struck, the man couldn't comprehend, remaining dazed.

Even now, he couldn't believe this was real.

Moreover, it all happened right before his eyes.

The man struggled to stand.

He looked up at the sky, unsure of what to say.

Should I really say

Is the heavens protecting me?

The man's eyes were filled with doubt.

Yet the lightning from the sky indeed saved him.

After the man stood up, he saw the character on the ground, realizing his luck had completely vanished.

Even if the lightning from the sky could be explained as a coincidence, he couldn't fathom how to explain the character on the ground.

The man slowly approached the crowd and slowly bent his knees.

He knelt before the crowd.

Slowly, he closed his eyes, and upon opening them again, they were filled with sincere reverence.

"May Bodhisattva protect me. From now on, I will reform and be a good person."

On the man's head, a stream as thick as a thumb slowly appeared.

Seeing this wish power left Ye Feng astonished.

This man's attitude towards Guanyin had completely changed.

At this point, he could be considered the most devout believer.

A pure stream of wish power suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's body.

A confident expression gradually emerged on Ye Feng's face. Why fear the Mad Dragon with an attitude like this?