Red Cloud, Li River.
The man in blue rode the wind overhead, a woman in a black dress beside him. One commanded thunder, the other dark baleful light, making an incongruous, discordant pair.
After the clash between two divine abilities, the riverbanks had collapsed and the river had widened considerably, flooding most of the Verdant Wilds. Wu Shaoyue gazed aimlessly at the water before resting her eyes on Liu Xingfang again.
Liu Xingfang merely held his sword, letting a little sword qi spill out. Combined with the transformations of altar thunder, it lent him an imposing air. Wu Shaoyue stepped forward in satisfaction and naturally looped her arms around his.
The Heavenly Thunder Shrine had already relocated to Green Luo. As the people returned, its supply of faith gradually stabilized, and all thirty-six Heavenly Soldier positions within the shrine had been filled.
As for Liu Xingfang, he could now sense the Mystic Thunder Divine Department in the Great Void and held the post of [Mystic Punishment Guard]. At any time, he could call upon the [Kui Thunderclap Heavenly Sound Drum] his master had brought back to their sect, producing all manner of wondrous effects.
He was savoring this profoundly mysterious state. With the divine artifact, the support of the Mystic Thunder Department in the Great Void, and the aid of incense offerings golden qi, he already possessed something of a god's power.
Wu Shaoyue suddenly stopped smiling, tugged gently at Liu Xingfang, and pointed toward the southern sky.
"What is it?"
He did not understand, but then the Great Void split open. Blue-black demonic light surged forth, manifesting the forms of countless demons and ghosts. From within emerged a handsome man in black robes with a fierce presence and a black-flame mystic eye marking between his brows. He rode a