Above Cloud Peak Mountain, dark clouds blanketed the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, bolts striking the main altar's grand hall.
The demons and monsters watched from afar, yet none dared approach.
Though Pangolin wanted to rely on the Five Thunder Talisman to go in and take a look, he remembered that the Cult Leader had long since given orders: he was cultivating, and idle people were not to draw near.
After hesitating for a while, he ultimately gave up on the idea.
With the situation still unclear, he was not confident he could hide it from the Tongtian Cult Leader. Better to behave himself.
Now that Lu Dongbin had joined the cult and learned of the Cult Leader's "embarrassing incident," Pangolin's special status had suddenly diminished considerably.
Thus, he was unwilling to risk offending the Cult Leader at such a time merely to satisfy his curiosity.
Inside the grand hall, it was not Canglingzi practicing some secret art, but Ling Qing undergoing his own lightning tribulation.
Once one had condensed the Seven Souls and cast aside profit and desire, one could draw down a lightning tribulation to temper the body.
Generally speaking, those without a means to deal with a lightning tribulation, or whose cultivation was not yet complete, would never dare undergo one.
Though Earth Immortals could live forever, they were not immortal, much less indestructible.
Having received such blessings from Heaven and Earth, they naturally had to face Heaven and Earth's trials.
Five hundred years after cultivating into an Earth Immortal, whether their body was perfected or not, a lightning tribulation would come to strike them.
If they passed it, their lifespan would match Heaven's; if they failed, they would die on the spot.
Ling Qing had certainly not cultivated for five hundred years, but with his