Everyone in the Spirit Association was stunned.
They never imagined that the first time they heard the Thunder Lord's voice would be under such circumstances.
One Lord acknowledging another Lord as its teacher? It was simply unimaginable; nothing like this had ever happened anywhere in the world.
The Thunder Lord was a powerful high-sequence Lord of the Second Sequence. Even on a global scale, it stood among the very best.
As for what exactly had happened between the Thunder Lord and the Undertaker Captain—
With the Thunder Sea obscuring their view, they could not see clearly at all.
The only thing they could be certain of was—
The relationship between the Thunder Lord and the Undertaker Captain was far from ordinary!
If they knew that Fang Yi had led the Thunder Lord onto the path of cultivation and pulled it back onto the right path when it had gone berserk, their jaws would probably hit the floor.
The Black Mist filling the sky scattered, transforming into divine lightning that flowed back into the Thunder Lord's body.
The sky became clear.
A gentle breeze blew.
The Undertaker Captain stood high in the sky, the hem of his black windbreaker fluttering softly. His Tang Saber rested at his waist, while streams of Golden Sun energy swirled around him.
Tap.
Fang Yi stepped forward.
Just one step—
Yet the instant his toes touched down, he crossed an immense distance and arrived before the Spirit Association's temporary base.
"The Thunder Lord's rampage has been quelled."
As he spoke—
Behind him—
The divine lightning filling the sky converged and flowed into the Gourd Vine.
The golden patterns on the Gourd Vine flared brilliantly. Like an enormous golden dragon, it coiled above the Spirit Association, its boundless divine might surging forth in vast waves.
Fang Yi