Within the Lightning Ruins, cultivators from every race stared in shock at the violet radiance shooting into the sky.
"That light—Thunder of Chaos still has a master!"
"That guy didn't die?"
"He's still in the same place. That means he didn't use lightning to leave; he really was struck by those spells."
"So many spells hit him at once. How could he possibly not be dead?"
"Even if he has comprehended the Source of Lightning within the Lightning Dao, two cultivators who have also comprehended the Source of Lightning joined forces and broke his spell!
"Besides, he didn't even cast a spell!"
"How did he block them?"
In the air, lightning continued to fall throughout these ruins, and the power of the descending bolts had increased greatly compared to before.
Every bolt possessed unmatched might. As they fell, they instantly blasted away all the dust filling the sky, revealing Song Zhong, who appeared completely unharmed.
For a moment, the cultivators' gazes became even more vacant, their faces filled with disbelief.
"This..."
"He's fine?"
"He doesn't even look injured at all."
"Look at his protective spell. It doesn't seem to have suffered the slightest damage."
"How did he do that?"
It was not only the various alien races; even the Human Race cultivators were dumbfounded.
"What is going on with this guy?"
"No, who is this person? Which great sect is he from?"
"He seems to be from the Piaomiao Sect? I arrived earliest, and I saw him standing together with Liu Mu of the Piaomiao Sect."
Hearing this, many people immediately turned to look at Liu Mu.
Liu Mu herself was equally bewildered. She had seen Song Zhong fight and knew that he was extremely powerful, but wasn't this a little too outrageous?
So many cultivators attacked him together, yet