Swift Thunder Harrier

"Fellow Daoists, the Immortal Spirit Pavilion is right before us."

Gou Jun, who was leading the way, suddenly called out.

At this moment, they were only twenty or thirty zhang away from the Immortal Spirit Pavilion.

Even with bolts of lightning falling in succession to block their way, they could already make out the Immortal Spirit Pavilion in its entirety.

The Immortal Spirit Pavilion covered roughly a li of ground and had three floors. The first floor was about twenty zhang high, while the upper two floors were each five zhang high, for a total height of thirty zhang.

At the end of the stone steps stood the gates of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion.

The gates towered high, grand and imposing, nearly fifteen zhang tall and ten zhang wide.

The two doors were tightly shut, solemn and mysterious.

At his words, everyone's spirits lifted. The magic treasures they controlled and the spells they cast immediately grew several degrees more powerful.

"Boom!"

A clap of thunder rang out.

Amid the countless peals of thunder, this one was hardly conspicuous, yet it was somewhat different.

At that very moment, everyone saw the tightly shut gates of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion suddenly open.

A massive figure swept out from within the Immortal Spirit Pavilion.

Gou Jun narrowed his eyes and immediately saw its true form.

Swift Thunder Harrier!

This beast's nest was actually the Immortal Spirit Pavilion.

The Swift Thunder Harrier displayed immense hostility toward the few humans who had suddenly appeared at its doorstep.

With a spread of its wings, its massive body shot up from the ground. Treating the countless bolts of lightning falling from the sky as if they were nothing, it charged straight into the cloud-choked heavens.

Waves of silver light emanated from the Swift Thunder Harrier's body. When