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In the imperial palace.

At that moment, a powerful figure rose and asked, "Has the history of that ancient era still not been fully uncovered from the Tomb of Sacrifice's ancestral grave?"

"The figures in the Tomb of Sacrifice are merely memories within the offering's mind, not the person's own embers. So we are not familiar with our ancient Progenitor Tribe." Dao Yue Niang said indifferently, "We know nothing about the Progenitor Tribe. We sent the finest Tomb Raiders to investigate, but we still couldn't pry out much information."

While everyone was discussing this, the battle in the entire ocean below had already reached its boiling point.

Quite literally, a boiling scene of lightning.

Endless magnetic fields and electric arcs spun at tremendous speed.

"That guy... has he gone mad?"

"What on earth is he doing??"

Everyone lowered their heads and saw a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

Even without using any technique, Lightning Duke merely instinctively wielded his five basic immortal spiritual roots, and the magnetic field had already enveloped everyone overhead.

When the enormous magnetic field's covering attack vanished, the powerful figures finally came to their senses. They discovered not only that they were in an extremely sorry state, but that the waters of the entire Eastern Sea had also been completely overturned and suspended upside down.

The seawater in the sky continued to flow, transforming into ocean currents and clouds that surged toward every direction.

"Thunderstorm, descend upon the world!"

Lightning Duke pointed at the sky and roared.

The sky abruptly darkened completely, black as ink. Gloomy clouds churned ceaselessly overhead, and the celestial might of nature nearly crushed the breath from everyone's lungs.

The Lightning Duke Clan's defining trait—lightning's full-map attack—began stirring the entire Eastern Sea, gradually forming a colossal