He raised his head, only to discover that, at some point, dark clouds had filled the Dharma Realm... or rather, the sky above it. Silver serpents darted through them, and every rumble of thunder felt like a giant hammer striking his heart.
The four Corpse Puppets stopped.
Or rather, they could not help but stop.
Since ancient times, thunder had been a powerful weapon against evil and corruption. As the saying went, "All gods bow in reverence, thunder obeys their command. Ghosts and demons lose their courage, monsters and spirits lose their forms."
And the Bone Profound Sect's Corpse Puppets... were naturally the vilest of evil creatures, inherently suppressed by it.
Although Young Master You remained hidden within the deathly aura, his expression had turned thunderous.
His voice had lost all its earlier mockery and composure. Only bone-deep venom remained.
"Lightning arts? And exceptionally advanced lightning arts at that?! No, impossible! At your age, possessing such profound swordsmanship and miscellaneous skills is already astonishing enough. You couldn't possibly have abilities like this too! What trick did you pull?"
Zhou You merely answered with a smile.
"True, I've never practiced this stuff. Without talismans, I probably couldn't even cast a single Palm Thunder. But the thing is... why would I need to cast it myself?"
Young Master You's roar remained shrill.
"Impossible! No magical artifacts should work inside the Dead Realm, unless... that man from the Green Palace... bastards! You'd defy an immortal's prohibition just to..." Zhou You picked at his ear.
"Come on, man, what are you talking about? How does this have anything to do with that fellow? This is my own ability."
As he spoke, purple serpents tore through the deathly aura. Several giants clad in animal hides then stepped into the Dharma Realm, seemingly appearing out of