The master before her stood at the center of the crackling arcs, surrounded by a wildly surging aura of lightning. Great bolts of thunder radiated outward from Lu Xiaotian, striking the earth in every direction. The once-green mountains and clear waters of the Yuquan Range were now scored with jagged cracks.
What shocked Yu Ya even more was that, aside from the spirit herbs and trees directly blasted black and charred by the lightning, everything within dozens of miles was withering and dying at a speed visible to the naked eye. The once-vibrant Yuquan Mountain Range had become a dead zone.
After the formation broke, Lu Xiaotian stood motionless, his bare upper body charred black. He remained like that for a long while, and Yu Ya feared something had happened to him. Her feelings toward this master weren't complicated. At first, she had been a member of the Devil Race, with an identity she couldn't reveal, and had been directly controlled by a Star Envoy of the Devil Race.
When her cultivation had still been very weak, she had already fallen under the control of Prince Changning. The two of them practiced dual cultivation, and she had achieved her wish of advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Though she was a member of the Devil Race, the methods they used to control her filled her with disgust from the bottom of her heart. Later, Prince Changning had bound her with a Yin-Yang Soul Curse Talisman. Both the Devil Race and Prince Changning had wanted something from her, and both had resorted to despicable methods—deceiving her or bullying her.
By contrast, after the master before her had killed Prince Changning and obtained the Yin-Yang Soul Curse Talisman, he had used whatever was at hand to place the talisman on her. But