After Zhang Xiaohua painstakingly climbed to the top of the mountain and looked out, an absurd feeling surged into his heart!
What Zhang Xiaohua found unbelievable was not how high the mountain was, nor how vast it was, but that its summit was actually empty. The entire mountain contained an incomparably enormous depression. If it were filled with lake water, it would likely be several times larger than both Dianchi Lake and Jinghai Lake!
Yet what filled this lake was not lake water, but a layer of flowing, seven-colored restriction. Countless divine thunderbolts were drawn down from above the mountain, falling ceaselessly upon the restriction. Every bolt caused the restriction to tremble, while the seven-colored radiance flowed within it. Just then, an unmatched divine thunderbolt struck the restriction, scattering sparks in every direction. The seven-colored light abruptly began spinning at high speed. When it turned to the side where Zhang Xiaohua stood, there came a muffled crackle, followed by a whoosh, like a fish leaping from the water. A ray of light shot out from within the restriction and struck straight at Zhang Xiaohua.
The light came without warning and with terrifying speed, truly faster than light itself. Before Zhang Xiaohua could even form a thought, it had passed beneath his arm. The light shields of both the defensive jade talisman and the Crimson Spirit Guard shattered in a single blow, utterly useless.
"Good heavens, isn't this trying to take my life?" After checking that his limbs were still intact, Zhang Xiaohua found his forehead covered in sweat. "Good thing my character is good. I just saved a female disciple of Mocu Palace, and Heaven truly has its eyes open—it didn't let that light hit me!"
As he was thinking, another bolt of lightning descended. Yet just as it was