Before anyone realized it, two years had slowly passed since the Desolate Ancient War that had once resounded throughout the Great Thousand World.
Two years passed in the blink of an eye, yet the aftermath of that great battle had still left a deep impression in the hearts of everyone in the Great Thousand World.
During these two years, Lei Emperor, Flame Emperor, and Martial Ancestor gradually vanished from sight. Some even speculated that they had been severely wounded in the battle between the Three Immortals and the Saint Grade powerhouse. For a time, opinions varied wildly.
Regardless, the fame of the Three Heroes of the Lower Planes grew ever more resounding. Even more awe-inspiring was the fact that Thunder Prison, Endless Fire Territory, and Martial Realm had all launched astonishing expansions once again during these two years.
A million li beyond the Heavenly Thunder Continent lay a starfield shrouded in billions upon billions of thunderbolts.
This domain was known as the Myriad Thunder Star Sea!
At the edge of the star sea, on a star that had just been conquered and was now undergoing large-scale construction, a youth named Shi Lei stood bare-chested beside a surging Thunder River, tempering his body.
His body was covered in scars, both old and new. Beneath his bronze-colored skin, faint electric arcs could be seen leaping.
He gritted his teeth tightly and endured the impact of the Thunder River's water, which contained wisps of Thunder Power. Every breath brought searing pain, yet his eyes were as unyielding as the hardest black iron, without the slightest tremor.
Shi Lei was not a native of the Great Thousand World. He came from the Dou Qi Continent of a Lower Plane, and was a descendant of the Lei Clan, one of the once-prominent Eight Ancient Clans.