Eastern Northern Sea, White Rosy Clouds Sea.
This sea was not large, and thunderbolts wreathed it. High in the sky, a ribbon of white rosy radiance lingered without fading, hanging overhead like brocade.
A strange rock stood in the sea, solid dark purple and riddled with holes. Within it, a thunder god seemed to breathe, sending out drumbeat-like booms from time to time that heaved vast quantities of seawater upward.
Two figures stood on the water beside the rock: Mu Youdu and Luo An.
"This is the spirit monster."
Mu Youdu narrowed his dragon eyes slightly and studied it closely. He found it profoundly mysterious, seemingly sentient yet seemingly witless, poised on the brink of breaking through.
"Indeed."
Luo An answered with great respect, then continued, "A few days ago, I sent several Demon Generals to patrol the sea. When they reached this place, they discovered this thunderbolt essence, still gestating. If we break it open, extract its essence, and consume and refine it, it will greatly accelerate your progress in your divine ability, Dragon King Mingdu."
Mu Youdu listened with interest. The strange rock felt somewhat familiar, but he could not say where that familiarity came from.
He took out the Complete Heart Tripod, intending to collect it, but a wave of magnetic light came from the surrounding Great Void.
The magnetic light twisted and changed, contracting one moment and expanding the next. From within it emerged a young man wearing the Dark Ochre Daoist Robe, with refined features and tranquil eyes. All manner of origin magnetism phenomena manifested behind him. He was unmistakably a late origin magnetism Purple Mansion cultivator.
"Please wait, Great King."
The newcomer spoke in a conciliatory tone.
Mu Youdu did stop, turning to look at him as a deep, oppressive aura sprang forth.
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