"Thunder Ancestor had actually fallen as well."
Though Yue Mian sighed upon hearing this, he was not overly surprised.
After all, Thunder Ancestor had been one of the True Spirit Kings of the ancient era. He had disappeared after the great war of the Eight Desolations Kings, and there had long been rumors of his fall, only without any solid proof.
"This item can indeed lower This Seat's strength by a level. Take it."
After a moment of silence, Yue Mian looked at Luo Hong again. With a flick of his wrist, he threw out the Withered Blood Lotus.
"Thank you for granting this, Senior."
Luo Hong did not waste words. With a gentle push of his right palm, he sent out the golden lightning sphere.
Soon, both swept their sleeves and collected the items they needed.
"Xue'er, go back first."
Now that he had obtained the Withered Blood Lotus, the Blood Sea's abnormal changes had grown even more intense. Luo Hong needed Xue'er to return and help suppress it.
"Thank you, Master!"
Xue'er was merely somewhat mischievous, not foolish. She knew very well that Luo Hong had paid an enormous price for her this time.
After speaking, she transformed into an escape light and returned to the Netherworld Grotto-heaven.
However, she had ultimately underestimated Luo Hong.
Though refining the Power of Ancestral Lightning was troublesome, for Luo Hong, it was an inexhaustible resource.
As for the reason, it had to do with the Three Corpses.
As everyone knew, once the Three Corpses were separated, they were no different from complete living beings and could cultivate on their own.
Their only flaw was that, lacking the original physical body, no matter how they cultivated, they could not possibly reach perfection. Thus, they could not control a Great Dao and become