Thunder Immortal Body!

That was the aura of the Chosen Origin Stones.

There were so many of them—far more than he had found in any ancient ruin before.

Surprise flashed through Li Qingshan's eyes. "The heart of this sea of lightning holds this many Chosen Origin Stones?"

He changed course and flew deeper into the sea of lightning.

After his Azure Dragon Transformation broke through, neither the nine-heaven astral winds nor the world-destroying lightning posed a threat to him.

The astral winds parted on either side as he passed, while lightning striking near him obediently dispersed into countless tiny arcs.

The deeper he went, the stronger the aura of the Chosen Origin Stones became.

A moment later, Li Qingshan passed through the outermost storm zone, and the view suddenly opened up.

At the very center of the sea of lightning lay an empty stretch a thousand zhang across.

Countless bolts fell from the clouds in every direction, weaving an impenetrable violet-gold lightning net around the edge of that open ground.

The ground was blackened, barren soil. Not a blade of grass grew there.

Fist-sized violet-gold crystals lay scattered across it.

Each was clear throughout, with patterns like flowing galaxies slowly turning within, giving off ancient, mysterious ripples of law.

Chosen Origin Stones.

They lay thick on the ground—at least a hundred of them.

Li Qingshan's pupils contracted slightly. "Over a hundred Chosen Origin Stones. No wonder I sensed the law of chaos so strongly."

His gaze swept across the scorched earth, then stopped at one spot.

At its center sat a young man in violet armor, legs crossed.

Violet-gold lightning coiled around him, so completely fused with his aura that the two could not be told apart.

His eyes were shut, and all thirty-six of his immortal apertures shone with dazzling lightning.

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