Northern Sea, Azure Mountain.
Thunderbolts surged, silver light rolling like an ocean.
Within that glorious sea of thunder stood a Mysterious Tower, ancient and majestic, dark from top to bottom. Stone statues of a Qilin and a Xiezhi guarded either side of its entrance.
[Heaven-Pioneering Tower]
Law endured within the tower, silver light blazing. Calamities circulated amid somber black light, countless thunderbolts interweaving across its vault like a net as might and authority descended.
In a secluded chamber atop the tower, divine light shone clear and deep.
A handsome man in green robes sat on a green meditation cushion. As his eyes opened and closed, they revealed a resplendent majesty. Thunderbolts gathered within his Inner Scenery, forming a profound Dharma Method.
"[Righteous Punishment] still refuses to progress..."
Since entering Mystic Unity, Liu Xingfang had become the master of the [Heaven-Pioneering Tower], yet he had little to do. Though the great Dao of Mystic Unity accepted disciples far and wide, and all the other Mysterious Palaces and divine towers took apprentices, no one would come to the [Heaven-Pioneering Tower].
That was only human nature.
Cultivators of "altar thunder" could not withdraw from the world. They had to uphold righteousness, judge good and evil, and honor the law. In the end, they would not even have a chance at Seeking the Golden Position.
Unless someone intended to remain in the Purple Mansion realm for their entire life, few would cultivate this Dao.
Liu Xingfang saw nothing wrong with that.
Those who feared hardship could never master the Dao of altar thunder anyway.
As he pondered, boundless silver light suddenly soared into the sky to the southeast. Cold air dispersed, precious radiance descended, and all manner of nurturing and nourishing influences seemed to emerge between heaven and earth.
The phenomenon had such far-reaching