The Golden Thunder Mountain Range stretched for ten million li. It contained a Seventh Order Spirit Vein and had once been the Thunder Mantis Race's old lair. Now, it was one of the Wang Family's strongholds. A vast Bluestone Plaza covered an enormous area, while lightning and thunder raged high in the sky, with thick bolts of Silver Lightning striking down from time to time.
A formation over a thousand zhang wide stood on the plaza. Countless profound runes were engraved across its surface. Wang Mengbin sat cross-legged at the center of the formation, his eyes tightly shut as countless Silver Electric Arcs wrapped around his body.
After a while, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in.
The Silver Electric Arcs on Wang Mengbin's body gradually dispersed. He opened his eyes, a faint streak of silver light flashing from them, and his aura was as vast as the sea.
He exhaled a breath of turbid air and rose to his feet. With a flick of his finger, a streak of silver light shot out and struck the Sound Transmission Talisman. It ignited on its own, and Bai Yuqi's voice rang out: "Husband, Yingjie and the others have arrived. They said they have something important to discuss with you."
"Yingjie? Something important?"
Wang Mengbin was slightly taken aback. He took out a silver Message Disk, cast a Hand Seal into it, and said, "Madam, where are they?"
"They're at our residence. Just come back."
Bai Yuqi's voice came from the Message Disk.
"Understood. I'll go back right away."
Wang Mengbin put away the Message Disk. Silver light blazed from his body, and he vanished from the spot.
A vast manor was filled with jagged strange rocks and exotic flowers and plants.
Wang Yingjie, Liu Hongxue, Bai Yuqi, and Wang Zongfeng sat inside