Beneath the Great White.
The Thunder Chariot advanced, and ahead they could see the Great Void, like a shattered mirror. Yet neither the [Dipper Pivot Supreme Punishment Seal] nor the generals of the Thunder Department were anywhere to be seen. The vast incense offerings divine dao from before had also vanished without a trace.
With their divine stations, they could just barely hold their ground in the Great Void. Though they could not travel as freely as Purple Mansion cultivators, it was enough to protect themselves. They immediately urged the Thunder Chariots faster, breaking through the bloodlight in an instant and heading into the Great Void.
"Finally, we're out."
Xu Yi let out a soft breath. A divine station in Great Li truly was no easy burden to bear. Even an honorary title carried considerable risks.
But what choice did she have? Yin Thunder Mountain was the only sect in the Li Kingdom that practiced the Thunder-Shock thunder arts. Her father was at the Foundation Establishment Peak, yet never behaved with any dignity. Every day, he was either fishing for whales in the Northern Sea or riding luan birds in the Southern Border.
"Still, while I'm here, I don't have to worry about the sect. Junior Sister Wei Hua can deal with all those headaches."
She sighed softly, only to notice Xu Xuan and Xi Wuya looking back toward the bloodlight and blue moon. Following their gaze, she could vaguely make out a divine general in sky-blue mystic armor, wielding a jade ruler and treading blue thunder as he confronted a woman in blood-red robes.
"That's True Person [Zhuoxie] of the Upper Firmament Sect, one of our Mystic Thunder Department's two Purple Mansion cultivators. His cultivation is at the middle stage, and his attainment is quite profound. With the [Heavenly