Jiang Shu stepped forward and sat cross-legged on the western side, perfectly at ease. Yuan Power and Spiritual Power rippled outward, forming a cultivation domain of his own.
His gaze brushed over the other three Ninth-Tier cultivators, then immediately moved on.
He wasn't bloodthirsty, and he hadn't come to the Sea of Thunder to make this place run red with blood. He only wanted to cultivate in peace.
As long as the other three Ninth-Tier cultivators didn't disturb him, he would leave once he had accumulated enough here—or perhaps head for the central Thunder Vortex!
"My name... is Jiang Shu."
Seated high in the void, Jiang Shu sent his name ringing through the air. It was also a declaration that he had claimed this cultivation domain. Anyone who came near would be killed, no exceptions.
He sat cross-legged beneath a vast sea of thunderclouds. With every breath of his Roc Demon Wings, bolts of lightning crashed down with savage force.
His entire body bathed in thunder. Every cell was destroyed, then born anew.
Each breath through his pores seemed to draw in the power of a bolt of lightning.
On his panel, every thunder-related divine ability was rapidly reaching perfection—or even breaking past its limits.
His grasp of the Thunder Dao Prototype was growing ever clearer and more complete.
With every passing instant, Jiang Shu absorbed a rich surge of thunder's origin.
With every passing day, his understanding of the Thunder Dao Prototype advanced another step.
Layer upon layer, the void unfolded. Jiang Shu offered up his Roc Demon Wings within it, letting them endure the tempering strikes of thunder.
At the very core, Jiang Shu took the form of a dragon, scales covering his body. Every inch of him was thunder. He continually used Soul Crystals to replenish the