Whoosh!
The cultivator flashed and vanished directly from the Thunder Tower. When he reappeared, he was already at the edge of the endless lightning.
"Just now... the Ancestral Thunder seemed to have stirred..." Qin Lin frowned as he gazed at the boundless, surging sea of lightning. Yet by the time he arrived, the disturbance had vanished again, as though nothing had happened.
Could my senses have been wrong? Qin Lin wondered.
Ever since someone had caused such a huge disturbance within the Ancestral Thunder's core last time, the Qin Clan had greatly tightened its surveillance over the Ancestral Thunder. Even the slightest fluctuation had to be thoroughly investigated. Otherwise, they would not have stationed an elder at the great completion of the Fusion Stage here at all times.
No, I should still get closer and take a look, Qin Lin thought.
Although the fluctuation he had sensed was most likely an illusion, he still could not put his mind at ease.
The next moment, a great deal of lightning radiance spread from Qin Lin's body, wrapping him completely as he cautiously made his way toward the Ancestral Thunder's core.
Starting from the edge, the lightning grew more terrifying the closer one got to the core. At the innermost layer, even Mahayana cultivators would not dare approach. He had no idea how those two people had managed it last time.
"Did you sense him?"
At the core of the Ancestral Thunder, Qin Lang turned to look behind him. He had sensed the Qin Clan cultivator entering the Ancestral Thunder. He was at the great completion of the Fusion Stage, and his aura was extremely powerful.
Although Qin Lang was not particularly skilled at perception, wherever lightning existed, his senses might be even more terrifying than Bu Lianshi's. After all, his body