He raised his eyes and looked ahead.
The sky was filled with layers upon layers of purple lightning, winding and slithering like gigantic pythons. They intertwined and collided, erupting from time to time with deafening roars.
In the distance, the rolling mountain range was likewise shrouded in lightning. Mysterious thunderlight flickered atop the peaks, as though they were enormous sculptures condensed from lightning itself.
Even the air was saturated with dense lightning spirit energy, making his skin tingle faintly.
"As expected, the Thunder Prison Zone truly deserved to be called a world of lightning!" Being here actually gave him the sensation of a fish returning to water.
Zhou Xun sensed the Natal Treasure Lightning Pool within his Dantian glowing brilliantly, as though it too had become excited by this place.
"If I stayed here, my cultivation speed would probably increase by quite a bit as well!"
Zhou Xun thought to himself.
Unfortunately, every three months, the Thunder Prison Zone would erupt with a thunderstorm tide that swept across the entire region.
Even though Zhou Xun was now at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, he had no confidence that he could certainly escape it.
He had personally witnessed True Lord Hong Chuan perish in a thunderstorm tide before.
He glanced around.
Zhou Xun waved his hand, and a streak of spirit light struck his body, transforming into a purple barrier that enveloped him.
Within the Thunder Prison Zone, even the power of the spells he cast had increased by nearly thirty percent.
After doing this, Zhou Xun flew close to the ground toward the depths of the Thunder Prison Zone.
The skies above the Thunder Prison Zone were filled with streak after streak of thunderlight, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling. Naturally, he did not dare fly recklessly.
Very soon, Zhou