Time slowly flowed by amid the suffocating wait.
Above the Demonic Flame Desert, that enormous spatial rift was still wildly swallowing and spitting out blazing white light. Heat waves surged, and heaven and earth twisted. Everyone could clearly sense that the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, sealed away for a thousand years, was making its final struggle within.
And in this strange silence, the sound of wind breaking rang out once more from the distant horizon.
"More people have come..."
Someone whispered, and countless gazes turned as one toward the direction the sound had come from.
There, three figures walked upon lightning, tearing across the sky at an astonishing speed.
Brilliant Silver Lightning leaped and surged around them, letting out low rumbles. They were like a moving storm cloud, carrying a pressure that caused heart palpitations as they rapidly approached this region.
"They're from the Lei Clan!"
Someone cried out in shock, their tone carrying both awe and relief.
The Lei Clan, one of the Ancient Eight Clans, had finally arrived as well. This was within everyone's expectations. If no one from the Ancient Eight Clans came when a Heaven and Earth Rare Item like the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame appeared, that would truly be strange.
The three streaks of lightning arrived in the blink of an eye and slowly stopped not far from Lin Ming, revealing the figures within.
The leader was an old man dressed in silver lightning robes. The old man's hair and beard were both white, and his face was thin and refined, but whenever his eyes opened and closed, tiny strands of Silver Lightning were born and extinguished within them. His aura was as deep as the sea, making others afraid to stare directly at him. He was none other than the Lei Clan's Grand Elder,