"Ha ha ha, it was only a small gain."
Though Huang Jiuli spoke modestly, the pride in her brows and eyes was impossible to hide.
Upon learning that Huang Jiuli had already reached the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, Lu Qingshan and Yun Qingge could not conceal the envy in their eyes.
The two of them had fought desperately in the Western Region for so long, yet had only barely reached the Mid-Stage Grandmaster Realm. Huang Jiuli, on the other hand, had directly reached the peak of the Grandmaster Realm.
"Alright, let's not stand around outside. Come in with me."
After calling out to them, Huang Jiuli turned and led the three toward the main hall of the Spiritual Treasure Sect.
The three followed Huang Jiuli through the Thousand Thunder Spirit Array that enveloped the entire Spiritual Treasure Sect.
The moment they stepped within the Formation's range, the hairs all over their bodies rose slightly of their own accord.
A faint numbing sensation permeated the air, the lingering trace of thunderous power so dense it had reached an extreme.
Fine silver patterns, thin as strands of hair, could vaguely be seen slowly flowing across the ground beneath their feet and the walls of the surrounding halls. Whenever they flickered, a low rumble of thunder seemed to drift up from deep underground.
"This Thousand Thunder Spirit Array is probably close to the eighth rank already, isn't it?"
Feeling the thunderous might in the air that made even his soul tremble faintly, Lu Qingshan could not help murmuring in amazement.
Though he was not a Formation Master, he was still a True Disciple of a Holy Land and had a discerning eye.
The oppression this Formation gave him was far more terrifying than the so-called sect-protecting grand formations of the Western Region.