Inside the valley.
The farther they walked, the thicker the mist grew.
Rumble-
The thunder grew louder, too, each peal echoing through the valley.
Gradually, pools of water appeared in Yu Chen's view.
Pale blue grass grew sparsely around the pools.
Its leaves were long and slender, their entire surface gleaming pale blue. As a breeze passed, the leaves rubbed together with a humming sound.
"Is this thunderclap grass?"
Yu Chen marveled inwardly. A body-tempering medicinal herb that even a fortune can't buy outside, and it's growing everywhere here. The foundations of the Upper Three Sects really are extraordinary!
"Wait! There's something wrong with this water!"
Yu Chen looked closely. Tiny sparks flickered across the surface, while wisps of white vapor rose from it.
"This is liquid spiritual energy!"
Yu Chen exclaimed.
This was not real water at all.
It was liquid energy formed by lightning gathering and condensing spiritual energy.
Yu Chen could not resist crouching down and scooping up a handful.
A tingling sensation spread through his palm, but a moment later, the spiritual energy turned into mist and dissipated.
"Ancestor, this place is called the Thunder Marsh. It is the very heart of Thunderclap Mountain Valley, and also the sect's forbidden ground."
"Lightning strikes here all year round, gathering the spiritual energy in the air until it falls as rain."
Yu Luomian stood at the edge of the hollow with his hands behind his back. "Direct-line disciples above rank thirty all come here to undergo the thunderstorm baptism, stimulating their bodies and awakening the Dragon Transformation Skill."
"Isn't the Dragon Transformation Skill inherent to the blue lightning tyrant dragon martial soul?" Yu Chen asked.
"That's correct."
Yu Luomian nodded before adding:
"But without the lightning rain's assistance, ordinary disciples only develop the Dragon Transformation Skill on their