"What petty scoundrels dare trespass into the Netherworld?"
"Who's tired of living?"
"Heh, what a rich scent of the living."
In the regions surrounding the five ghosts.
Ghost Kings arrived one after another at the head of their troops.
Some were thrilled, some excited, some filled with Rage.
In the end, not one returned.
The Five Directional Elders, the Emperor Gouchen, and the Heavenly Worthy of Salvation from Suffering, Taiyi, struck in succession. The Peaceful Heaven Sect's senior members did not sit idle either.
They took action personally, sweeping away all opposition.
With the five ghosts' territory as their center, they seized cities and conquered land.
Two flowers blossomed, each with its own tale.
Above the firmament, thunder surged like a tide, blotting out the sun and moon. Below it, all was pitch-black, as though the end of days had come.
Protected by the Taiji Diagram, Xuanming used the lightning to cultivate his Divine abilities.
This mighty lightning storm made the pupils of the Qiu Imperial Clan's Old Ancestor and the other Mighty Experts who had achieved the Dao through unorthodox means contract.
A Tribulation Lightning of this magnitude could threaten even them. Clearly, the acquired spirit treasure Xuanming was refining was no ordinary thing.
The other Mighty Experts also grew more solemn.
The Mighty Experts of the Three Divine Dynasties became even more determined to seize Xuanming and his spirit treasure.
The lightning grew fiercer. Waves of thunder churned, Thunder Dragons roared, Thunderbirds dove, and lightning whales opened their jaws. Endless attacks came from every direction, yet Xuanming sat calmly within the Taiji Diagram, like a reef in the sea. No matter how the thunder pool eroded him, he remained utterly unmoved.
The Taiji Diagram revolved without cease, its black-and-white mystic light grinding away every attack, growing stronger