Secret Realm
The electric plasma flowed like water from a hollow in the clouds toward the earth. Yet the moment it touched the ground, it exploded violently. Trees were reduced to powder by this force, while countless arcs of electricity, like writhing electric snakes, crawled across the ground, leaving behind twisting, winding black trails.
Right after that.
Multicolored radiance bloomed between the two Dragon Horn Mountains. Ripples spread through the void, even the light itself twisting, before a vortex formed before everyone's eyes. A terrifying pressure accompanied deafening dragon roars that echoed from the center of the vortex.
Everyone stood dumbstruck. Fortunately, no one had been standing there, or they would have been reduced to ash like the trees.
But what was this vortex before them?
The historical records and ancient texts that had documented the Thunderstorm Phenomenon had never mentioned anything like this.
Zhao Jinzhi mingled among the crowd, his eyes fixed on the vortex as Duan Yi's Telepathic Message echoed in his mind. That was the entrance to the True Dragon Secret Realm. This time, Duan Yi's voice carried some urgency, as though he had encountered something beneficial to himself. "I sense the aura of the Dragon Suppressing Seal nearby. The Thunderstorm Phenomenon may have descended ahead of time because of the Dragon Suppressing Seal."
Zhao Jinzhi knew that the Dragon Suppressing Seal was Duan Yi's treasure. Duan Yi had once told him that as long as he found the Dragon Suppressing Seal, he would have a way to deal with Lu Zhaojin, perhaps even let him swagger through the Imperial Capital sideways. "Whose hands is the Dragon Suppressing Seal in? Can you sense its location?"
Duan Yi did not answer. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Northeast."
Zhao Jinzhi looked toward the northeast. Figures packed