As soon as he stepped into the Thunder Waterfall, Lu Xuan noticed the Thunder Fire Token in his hand abruptly surge with Thunder Different Flame, striving to disperse the power of thunder pouring down from above.
But very quickly, the Thunder Different Flame on the token became like a guttering candle in the wind, shaking violently, looking as though it might go out at any moment.
Seeing this, Lu Xuan hurriedly poured Spiritual Power into the Thunder Filament Clothes draped over his body.
Many fine thunder threads emerged from the thin Thunder Filament Clothes. The thread-ends swam about nimbly, like little snakes. When the power of thunder struck down, it was either absorbed or canceled out by the tiny lightning snakes on the Thunder Filament Clothes, and its might was instantly reduced by more than half.
The pressure borne by the Thunder Fire Token became even smaller.
Braving the raging thunder, the five of them slowly pressed onward.
The one-eyed middle-aged man at the very front stopped from time to time, seemingly judging the route ahead.
Since the four people beside him were all of no ordinary cultivation—three at Foundation Establishment Perfection and one a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator—Lu Xuan did not extend all of his Spiritual Sense, maintaining only the Spiritual Sense level of an ordinary Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.
However, the Clear Mayfly Feather Garment and Kun Earth Spirit Puppet were both standing ready in tight formation, able to block any sneak attack from the shadows at any moment.
In this way, after nearly half an hour, the five of them finally passed through the thick Thunder Waterfall.
"We're finally out. Staying in that Thunder Waterfall, I didn't dare slack off in the slightest."
The White-Haired Old Woman sighed.
The Thunder Filament Clothes on everyone's bodies