Three days later, Thunder God Mountain.
Purple lightning flashed through the dark clouds blanketing heaven and earth from time to time, winding currents weaving into a net that made onlookers secretly click their tongues.
Beneath the thunderclouds, countless Purple Thunder Demon Pengs flapped their wings and darted through the air.
Dong Ting's lackeys each wielded Fangtian Painted Halberds and rode demon peng lackeys as flying mounts, locked in an inseparable battle with the Faceless Jade Sovereigns.
The battlefield in the sky was so fiercely contested, and the ground battlefield was no less breathtaking.
Dense patches of orchid grass, some large and some small, carpeted the entire defense line.
Each orchid leaf was sharp as a sword, purple currents winding around it and crackling constantly. The sight alone made one's scalp tingle.
Fifth Grade Evil Devil—Zi Tinglan.
Or rather, it was a fusion of the Fifth Grade Gods and Devils, Jun Lan and Zi Tinglan.
[Master, I have reached the designated location and found Yinli Tiger's true body.] Yin Yan's voice sounded in Lu Ran's mind.
[Stand by.] Lu Ran replied before continuing to gaze toward Thunder God Mountain.
He was not floating alone in the air. Behind him and to either side floated three towering stone statues.
From left to right, they were Tu Peak, Yan Shuangzi, and He Yingcai.
Why were they positioned like this?
Because Yan Shuangzi had both hands pressed respectively against the shoulders of Tu Tianjiang and Cai Divine General, helping the two conceal themselves.
This World was terrifyingly bright.
Whether in the thunderclouds above or on the aerial battlefield, blinding currents frequently streaked across the sky.
On the ground battlefield, including all around the towering divine mountain, wherever Zi Tinglan grew, dazzling currents filled the surrounding area.
They resembled tiny thunder serpents suspended in midair.