Xiao Ling and his party did not slow. They turned into several streaks of flowing light and charged straight through the stone gate.
The view before them suddenly opened up, and the light instantly brightened. In the far distance, countless figures wreathed in lightning stood silently like stone statues.
All of them gripped long lightning bows tightly in their hands. On their bowstrings, lightning arrows wrapped in sizzling arcs were already drawn and ready to fire.
A thunderous boom suddenly exploded.
The Lightning Puppets, arrayed like an army in formation, released their fingers in unison. In an instant, space twisted violently.
Lightning arrows filled the sky, pouring down like a torrential storm, carrying an extremely destructive force as they swept toward them from every direction.
The dense barrage of thunder arrows was terrifying, yet Xiao Ling and the others remained calm and composed, entirely undisturbed by the assault. Those sharp arrow rays did not even get close before they shattered and vanished under an invisible force.
Everyone swiftly broke through this checkpoint and stepped into the silver light ring behind the puppet formation. The Lightning Puppets that had just awakened and attacked fell silent again in the blink of an eye, returning to their motionless state.
After passing through the light ring, a vast, boundless wasteland spread out before them. Ruined palace halls and broken walls were scattered all over the place. The entire world was shrouded in a gray, murky hue, and an air of decay and desolation permeated every direction.
An ancient, weathered aura accumulated through the ages rushed toward them. It was obvious that this land had been desolate for a very long time, with no living vitality left.
"Brother Xiao Ling, is this the Thunder Emperor's Cave Mansion? It looks so ruined. Could it really be