"Wasn't that easy?" Xiang Zhili glanced at everyone and gave Cui Yingying a look. Cui Yingying nodded slightly, then Xiang Zhili said, "Masters, please move a little farther away!"
"Oh..." Zhuo and the others did not understand, but hurriedly flew a hundred zhang away.
"Farther still!" Xiang Zhili looked them over and said.
Once Zhuo and the others had flown a thousand zhang away in utter confusion, Xiang Zhili and Cui Yingying raised their hands and slapped the crowns of their heads. Amid two booming blasts, lightning shot into the sky, and Nascent Soul pressure spread out without restraint. Yet that pressure only surged several hundred zhang before, as Xiang Zhili and Cui Yingying formed hand seals, countless bolts of lightning emerged from the void. The lightning formed a net that covered the earlier radiance. Then, like trapped beasts caught in a snare, all the lightning roared as it was drawn into their bodies. As the lightning entered them, their realms slowly fell. Once the lightning vanished, two late Golden Core peak cultivators stood before the countless Thunder Control Sect disciples in an exceedingly bizarre fashion!
Xiang Zhili gave a cold laugh, channeling spiritual power as he shouted, "See that? This young master is now a late Golden Core cultivator. Today, this young master will enter the Thunder Competition Ground and fight the Kun Thunder Palace disciples. This young master has said it before: others have two paths upon entering the Thunder Competition Ground—admit defeat or perish. But before this young master, anyone who dares enter the Thunder Competition Ground has only one path! If you aren't afraid of dying, come over!"
"That's right!" Although Cui Yingying was already a Nascent Soul Grandmaster, her tone remained timid. She said softly, "I will challenge Kan Thunder Palace, and there is only