Spring passed and autumn came. Two hundred and forty years went by.
Near the waters around Tianshu Island, a group of Wang Family disciples was patrolling. At the head of them was Wang Mofei.
Wang Moshan had sent out more patrolmen, with large numbers of clansmen patrolling both the skies and the sea to prevent petty miscreants from causing trouble. Besides, many experts had been dispatched to search for defensive materials or heavenly treasures that could heal injuries.
A clap of thunder came from high in the sky, startling Wang Moshan. He flew toward Tianshu Island at top speed. At the same time, the surface of the sea churned violently, and more than a dozen Sea Beast Puppets emerged from the water.
A massive thunder cloud floated above Tianshu Island, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring.
Wang Gonghu flew out and ordered, "It's nothing serious. You may withdraw. Continue patrolling."
"Yes, Old Ancestor Gonghu."
The clansmen acknowledged him and returned to their posts, continuing their patrols.
Wang Gonghu gazed at the thunder cloud overhead, his expression solemn.
Rumbling thunder came from the sky. Streaks of Silver Lightning descended one after another, heading straight for a verdant high peak.
The mountain top was shrouded in a sea of cyan mist. Streak after streak of Silver Lightning plunged into the cyan mist like mud sinking into the sea, vanishing without a trace.
As time passed, the cyan mist grew smaller and smaller, revealing a two-story Azure Pavilion.
A streak of Silver Lightning struck down, and the Azure Pavilion collapsed with a crash. A huge phantom of a woman appeared out of thin air—it was her Dharma Aspect.
A Dharma Aspect could not only be used against enemies but also to withstand the Grand Heavenly Tribulation. Some cultivators' Dharma Aspects could heal injuries,