The sphere of lightning looked half-real, half-illusory, utterly tranquil.
From afar, beneath the sphere, it looked as though the seawater had been pressed down by a massive transparent ball.
Violent lightning surged up and down across the sea, and even the surrounding space seemed unable to bear such immense force, rippling with spatial fluctuations.
At the very center of the depression in the sea, a lightning pillar as thick as three people embracing it could faintly be seen plunging deep into the waters below.
The sphere of lightning and the lightning pillar were clearly the key things that had formed this thunderstorm zone spanning a thousand li.
At the edge of the sunken seawater, five figures—three men and two women—hovered above the sea.
The cultivation levels of these five were not low; all of them were early Out of Body stage cultivators.
On Azure Star, where even Nascent Soul cultivators were rarely seen, five Out of Body cultivators counted as quite a formidable force.
Above the five of them, a Flying Shuttle Magic Treasure radiating the aura of lightning spun ceaselessly under their combined urging.
As the Magical Treasure rotated, lightning flashed from within from time to time.
It redirected most of the bolts descending from the sky and striking toward the five of them, sending nine out of ten crashing into the distant sea.
As a result, the occasional bolt of lightning that did fall upon them was easily neutralized by the five.
The lightning posed only a limited threat to them, yet without exception, all five wore grave, even exceedingly ugly expressions.
The reason was simple.
A highly condensed mass of Demonic Qi, covering an area of a hundred zhang, hovered over the sea a hundred zhang away from them.
Under the bombardment of falling lightning, astonishing amounts