Scavenging

"What is that?"

Liang Ruijian was seeing the palace manifest within the thunderclouds for the first time, and he could not help asking in surprise.

Liang Zhaohuang shook his head and said, "I don't know. Perhaps it is the core of this Myriad Demon Mystic Realm."

"But that place is clearly a hunting ground for the True Lords of the Immortal Dynasty and the Demon Kings of the Demon Country. We cannot even get up there."

At his words, Liang Ruijian's expression darkened slightly as well.

When they had entered the mystic realm, Liang Ruiqin and Liang Zhaohuang had both warned him in turn not to fly too high within it. Otherwise, lightning would strike down from the sky—something no Golden Core True Person could withstand.

Now, he had personally witnessed Nascent Soul True Lords and fourth-order Demon Kings charging into the sky and drawing down rolling bolts of thunder.

Even without experiencing it firsthand, merely witnessing the mighty barrage of thunderbolts overhead was enough for Liang Ruijian to know that it was not something he could resist.

Liang Ruijian was battle-hungry and enjoyed challenges, but he would not mindlessly throw his life away.

At that moment, throughout every corner of the Myriad Demon Mystic Realm, countless cultivators and innumerable demon beasts could not help looking up at the sky, at those True Lords and Demon Kings charging toward the palace within the thunderclouds, each harboring their own thoughts.

"The last time this thundercloud palace sensed danger, it concealed itself. Yet this time, it was drawn out so easily again. It seems there is no one controlling it within, and the mechanisms governing this mystic realm are not particularly intelligent."

The thought flashed through Liang Zhaohuang's mind.

At this time, as the Nascent Soul True Lords and Demon Kings charged