Thunder surged like ocean waves, sweeping across a thousand-mile expanse and drowning everything beneath a cerulean tide.
"Looks like another troublesome fellow has arrived. But why does this aura feel somewhat familiar...?"
Metal spiritual energy transformed into an iron cage, blocking the raging thunder and shielding Lin Chen within.
He gazed at the sea of lightning filling the sky, his eyes narrowing slightly.
On Penglai Island, only cultivators from one force could wield such thunder arts—the Divine Firmament Gang Law Dao, One of the Nine Great Immortal Sects!
Though he did not know what exactly had happened after entering Penglai Island, one thing was certain: his remarks at the Flying Boat Sea Market had made him famous in one stroke. They had earned the appreciation of the upper ranks of the Immortal Sects, but also drawn covetous eyes. That was why this current upheaval had arisen and swept him into it.
And now, not only had people from the Tianhe Sect appeared, but cultivators of the Divine Firmament Gang Law Dao had come here as well.
...Interesting. It seems I have become the eye of the storm again? No, to be precise, I am more like the fuse. Someone wants to use me for some kind of game? Or stir up a struggle over some domain?
But regardless of which it is, though I have not truly met many of the East Sea Immortal Alliance's upper ranks, their arrogant and conceited flaws are unexpectedly consistent.
They brought in the Year Warden, indulged evil demons, colluded with the demonic path, and casually used people as chess pieces... Why did they always think that everything would remain under their control?
Lin Chen's gaze grew increasingly deep, stained with a trace of profound chill.
Within the East Sea Immortal Alliance, aside from the