Zhao Lei nodded. His wide sleeves suddenly shook, and a streak of white light shot out, transforming into a three-foot-long White Flying Sword. Its blade was crystalline and translucent, covered in profound patterns that writhed continuously like living creatures.
The White Flying Sword emitted a terrifying spiritual energy fluctuation, flashing with dazzling white light. It was the Heavenly Treasure, the Profound Light Sky-Piercing Sword.
Li Shuo turned his broad palm, and with a flash of spiritual light, an egg-sized round pearl appeared in his hand. Its surface bore seven profound spirit patterns in red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet, gleaming brilliantly. It was the Heavenly Treasure, the Seven-Colored Glazed Pearl.
Lei Yunbin opened his mouth and spat out a streak of silver light. It was a palm-sized silver banner, its surface alive with countless dancing silver arcs of lightning, radiating a terrifying energy fluctuation. It was the Heavenly Treasure, the Mystic Azure Heavenly Thunder Banner.
"Grow!"
With Lei Yunbin's low shout, the Mystic Azure Heavenly Thunder Banner swelled dramatically, transforming into a colossal silver banner a hundred zhang long that planted itself atop the mountain peak.
The previously clear sky suddenly filled with dark clouds. Gale-force winds swept backward, kicking up countless flying grains of sand and stones.
Rolling thunder rang out as a thundercloud ten thousand zhang wide appeared high in the sky. Lightning flashed and thunder roared as the cloud churned violently, silver lightning serpents weaving endlessly through it. The thundercloud continued to expand; in fewer than ten breaths, it had grown to over a dozen li across, a vast, dark mass filled with wildly dancing lightning serpents. It exuded a suffocating pressure, as though the end of the world had arrived.
Lei Yunbin formed a hand seal, and the thundercloud churned violently, countless silver arcs