Little Pagoda Realm

Wudong's border, where it met the Endless Sea.

Since Life Dominion Realm cultivators from the Azure Abyss Realm had conquered the Endless Sea, almost no First Cloud Realm cultivators had been willing to approach the junction of the two realms.

As it happened, for some unknown reason, the thunder sea—which only erupted once every few decades—had erupted more than twenty years early.

It was not only First Cloud Realm cultivators who did not dare approach.

Even Life Dominion Realm cultivators of the Azure Abyss Realm did not dare set foot in that region lightly.

Such a peculiar stretch of land, such a peculiar region.

On a night when black clouds blanketed the sky and lightning ran rampant, a golden streak flashed across the border between the two realms.

It moved so quickly that even Life Dominion Realm cultivators could not make out its true form.

In a single flash, it had already vanished beyond the edge of sight.

Yet despite its astonishing speed, the countless bolts of lightning erupting from the thunder sea and sweeping toward the border of the two realms could not touch its body in the slightest.

At a tricky angle, it passed through the void woven together by lightning tendrils denser than raindrops.

It kept diving toward the end of the thunder region.

Upon the Roc's back, Kong Jiao and Han Xi stood side by side, looking toward the heart of the thunder sea ahead, which was dozens of times more violent than they had imagined.

Their faces bore expressions of awe as well.

"I heard long ago that during this thunder sea's eruption, even Life Dominion Realm masters do not dare enter lightly."

"I never imagined that before leaving the Azure Abyss Realm, I would witness such a spectacle."

During its eruption, the thunder sea's