Led by Hei Qing, the two traveled through Void Space for nearly a quarter of an hour.
At the end of the passage, a flickering silver glow began to emerge. An exceptionally violent energy, even from a great distance away, still pierced through space and spread toward them.
"Brother Han, we're here," Hei Qing said.
Han Feng nodded and quickened his pace.
When the two passed through the curtain of light, the sight before them left even the well-traveled Han Feng briefly dazed.
Before him lay a vast "lake" stretching beyond the limits of sight.
Yet what flowed within this lake was not ordinary water, but dazzling silver lightning.
This was a true lightning pool formed entirely from thunderbolts.
Violent silver lightning churned and surged madly within the pool. From time to time, enormous masses of lightning shot into the sky, turning into ferocious lightning dragons before crashing down with a boom, scattering countless electric serpents through the air.
The deafening rumbles of thunder spread endlessly from the lightning pool like the war drums of gods, shaking one's mind and making even one's soul tremble.
Standing here, a person appeared exceptionally insignificant.
"What dense lightning energy." Feeling the utterly pure power of destruction in the air, Han Feng could not help but marvel.
The lightning energy here was several times more violent and pure than the Five-Colored Pill Lightning he had once summoned at the Pill Tower.
"I'll head in first. If anything happens, I'll send a signal," Han Feng said with a smile to Hei Qing beside him.
"Rest assured, Brother Han. I'll remain outside the lightning pool until you finish cultivating."
"Many thanks."
After thanking him, Han Feng no longer hesitated. With a flash, he plunged into the silver ocean formed from countless bolts of lightning like a