Heavenly Ghost Tyrant Soul, Life-Entrusting Arcane Art

Yuchen, Situ Tu, and the other Reverted Elixir masters had gathered atop this mountain not to find some scenic spot of green hills and clear waters to discuss Su Che's background.

They were waiting for thunder.

There were many thunder arts within the Mystic Gate, yet they differed from the heavenly thunder bred between heaven and earth.

Heavenly thunder possessed mysteries of its own.

As the saying went, "Spring thunder startles the insects, and all things begin to sprout."

Beyond the power to destroy all things lay limitless possibilities for nurturing life. This was precisely the profound mystery of the Great Dao between heaven and earth.

It was neither spring nor summer, so by all reason there should have been no thunder. Yet Yuchen had used his secret Wind-Corner Divination art to calculate that thunder would come.

Wind-Corner Divination was a secret art of the Confucian School, likewise capable of foretelling what had yet to happen.

Thus, the group waited quietly here.

Three quarters of an hour later, beneath the bright clear sky, several dark clouds suddenly gathered, hanging directly above the mountain peak.

From afar, they looked no larger than a palm. Yet Yuchen, who had once followed the Immortal True Person and witnessed the might of thunder, understood the true terror of such heavenly power.

Situ Tu's face darkened as he gazed at the black clouds overhead.

He had originally possessed a ghost body and harbored a terror rooted in his very origin toward this sort of heavenly might.

A mere few dark clouds were enough to stir countless stray thoughts within him.

Ghost Cultivators who had not entered the Longevity Realm all bore a fear of this utterly yang and supremely rigid divine might of heaven and earth, as though facing their natural nemesis.

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