In the Great Void, incense offerings golden qi suffused the air.
Xu Xuan stepped onto the Divine Dao. Silver thunder surged and transformed ceaselessly. Thunder Duke and Lightning Mother, heavenly soldiers and immortal generals all bowed at his approach, showing him the utmost reverence.
Ahead stood the Dipper Pivot Supreme Punishment Seal. This Dharma Treasure of the Thunder Palace pierced through the Great Void like a mountain suspended in midair. The scenes of heaven, earth, and the human realm appeared upon it. Divine thunder surged, taking the forms of Soaring Serpents, divine beings, and countless blades, swords, axes, and battle-axes. Even the faintest trace of its killing aura chilled Xu Xuan's dharma body.
Only after truly breaking through to the Purple Mansion had he perceived how formidable this Dharma Treasure was. It possessed such might even with his divine station protecting him and the thunder seal still dormant.
If a Purple Mansion cultivator outside the Thunder Department came here, the slightest brush with its aura would probably collapse their dharma body and shatter their soul. At present, only one divine thunder golden body remained upon the seal, standing in the middle at the station of the human realm.
"Greetings, Senior."
Xu Xuan offered his respects. He had already inquired about the identity of the man before him. This was Song Yuanxing, whose Daoist name was Weihua, one of the Mystic Thunder Department's two current Purple Mansion cultivators and its de facto master. By seniority, he should have belonged to the founding ancestor's children's generation and been around four hundred years old.
The man's seniority was exceedingly high. He fully deserved to be addressed as Senior.
"When the Heavenly Thunder Envoy attained the Purple Mansion, our Mystic Thunder Department intended to send someone to congratulate you. Unfortunately, we were entangled in