The lightning tribulation came swiftly.
And left just as swiftly.
Before the others in the Origin Sect could react, the Thunderclouds in the sky had vanished.
Then Qin Shujian turned toward the courtyard entrance. An invisible ripple spread from his body, and the locked gate swung open.
The moment the gate opened.
Niu Feng strode inside and cupped his fists. "Sect Master, dark clouds covered Liangshan just now, and Thunder descended. May I ask what happened?"
"I merely made a slight breakthrough in my cultivation. There's no need to make a fuss." Qin Shujian smiled, utterly composed.
A breakthrough in cultivation?
What sort of breakthrough brought Thunder down from the sky?!
Niu Feng was startled, and his awe of Qin Shujian grew even stronger.
Although he was now a cultivator at the Spirit Martial Third Layer, he was just one step away from the Spirit Martial Fourth Layer, the Sky-Soaring Realm.
The higher his cultivation rose.
The wider Niu Feng felt the gap between himself and Qin Shujian became.
When they first met on Mingai Mountain, he had been awed by Qin Shujian's strength, but the man had never seemed as unfathomable as he did now.
In Qin Shujian's view.
Niu Feng's loyalty rose another point, officially reaching full loyalty.
"Pass on my orders. In three days, I will challenge the Eight Sects—Heavenly Martial, Divine Extremity, Origin Return, Flying Star, Sacred Divinity, Silver Moon, White Bone, and Rakshasa—on the Undying Plains. Spread the news, and deliver letters of challenge to all Eight Sects."
"Sect Master, wouldn't that be too risky?"
Niu Feng's face filled with shock before he asked worriedly.
These Eight Sects were nothing like the previous Eight Sects.
The Eight Sects of the True Domain destroyed before were mere small fry, hardly worth mentioning. These Eight Sects of