A scene resembling a curtain of lightning appeared before the cultivators' eyes, and a violent aura emanated from the solidified curtain.
The electric arcs followed the frame, and now they couldn't be shaken off.
Seeing the curtain wall and the lightning so closely intertwined, Deng Shouchong suddenly felt a great sense of crisis.
Unbeknownst to them, the curtain formed by these lightning arcs had subtly separated the cultivators.
Before he could even send a warning signal, purple lightning suddenly erupted from within the sea of lightning.
A brilliant purple light flashed across the heavens and earth, and an extremely powerful and intense energy, carrying the vast might of heaven, emerged from the sea of thunder.
The clanging sound was incessant as the purple lightning flashed out and struck the curtain of electric arcs and lightning.
The violent energy instantly split into dozens of streams, falling between the bronze chariots like a sharp guillotine.
With a faint whistling sound, the purple lightning had already reached the heads of the cultivators.
A thunderous roar instantly resounded through the sea of lightning.
The massive guillotine slashed through the bronze chariots in an instant, forcibly splitting the tightly packed formation of bronze chariots.
The bronze chariot, which had been speeding along just moments before, had now scattered in all directions, its massive guillotine flashing with immense divine power.
Each time purple lightning flashed, a group of chariot frames would split apart, violent energy filling the sea of lightning, and the divine steed and chariot shafts would gradually slow down.
The cultivators were terrified. Although there was only one purple lightning bolt in the sea of lightning, it instantly split into dozens of bolts and fell down, obscured by the arc of electricity and the light of the lightning.
The electric arcs that had been attached to the carriage shaft and the lightning bolts overhead were all part of Thunder God's plan.
Lightning travels at an extremely fast speed, and the cultivators in the sea of lightning were destined not to be able to fight the Thunder God for long.
As the formation was broken up, the impact force of the bronze chariots decreased.
After a series of purple guillotines fell, the situation on the field became clear.
Under the overwhelming might of the heavens, a sense of despair rose in the hearts of all the cultivators.
At this moment, Thunder God clearly had no intention of letting them go, and dense bolts of lightning began to gather in large patches within the sea of thunder.
The tiny breach created by the bronze chariot began to gradually close under the convergence of lightning.
The purple guillotine was already swirling overhead, and at that moment, a surge of violent electricity was surging within the sea of lightning.
The cultivators' ears were filled with the crackling sound of surging electricity, and a hint of fear appeared in their eyes under the light of the lightning.
A sense of horror spread through the ranks, but Deng Shouchong was still trying to maintain order.
He dared not let the bronze chariot stop. After the formation was torn apart by the purple guillotine, he led the group to regroup in the center of the field.
As the gap ahead was about to be closed again, even a hint of despair flashed in his eyes.
Before he could charge again, the converging lightning began to engulf the group once more.
A powerful Power of Laws emerged from the surging electricity, and a blurry figure appeared behind it.
Heaven has forsaken me!
Deng Shouchong cried out in his heart, looking at the blurry figure, tears of pain welling up in his eyes.
The cultivators in Phoenix City had already lost most of their lives within the earth's crust. Upon reaching the Center, they were about to perish before even seeing their Ancestral Spirit.
At this moment, the bronze chariot had lost its former courage, and the cultivators were already at their limit in front of the Thunder God. The plan that the City Lord's Manor had prepared for countless years was about to fail.
A series of "crackling" sounds echoed through the ranks, as the gathering current threatened to engulf everyone.
Thunder God watched all this indifferently from behind, a purple lightning bolt flickering behind him.
The cultivators in the arena were overwhelmed by a vast heavenly might, and actually slowed down their speed within the sea of lightning.
The heavy lightning surged in like ocean waves, instantly increasing the pressure on everyone, leaving them to drift along with the rolling current.
Now, Deng Shouchong could only lament inwardly: the plan has failed!
He watched as the cultivators of the City Lord's Manor were about to perish in the sea of lightning, and then he remembered that his fate was the same as his father's.
A series of thoughts flashed through my mind, and a single, glistening tear involuntarily rolled down my cheek.
As that tear fell, a glimmer of light was reflected in it!
Buzz!
At that moment, a clear sword cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
In their despair, all the cultivators raised their heads and looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with excitement, replacing the despair in their eyes.
This sword light came with tremendous speed, like a dragon emerging from the sea.
The surging currents did not hinder its progress, nor did the heavy lightning slow its speed; its long trail stood out conspicuously in the sea of lightning.
A crackling sound echoed through the sea of thunder, and as the sword light flashed out, it smoothly cleaved through the converging waves of electricity.
This caused endless arcs of electricity to explode in the air, releasing violent energy on the spot.
The sound of a "crack" accompanied by the roar of sword light echoed throughout the arena, creating a unique symphony.
Heavy arcs of electricity tried to adhere to the sword's blade, but the Power of Oblivion emanating from the sword light instantly eroded them away.
Even after the electric current surge was cleaved apart, the chilling sword energy still roared within the sea of lightning.
As the sword light cleaved through the electric current, the intense Power of Laws instantly receded. Under this sword light, the vast heavenly might that had been present in the sea of lightning was gone.
After the sword strike succeeded, it instantly spun away, and even after the light disappeared, the long trail remained in the eyes of all the cultivators.
The sword light instantly relieved everyone's predicament, but at that moment, purple lightning appeared in an instant, carrying a large amount of electricity and crushing down.
The spot where the sword light had just broken open showed signs of being repaired by the electric current. Deng Shouchong a sudden urgency and urged his divine steed to break through the gap.
With the aid of this sword light, a glimmer of hope rose in everyone's eyes once again.
As the rolling chariots charged out, purple lightning suddenly flashed overhead, its immense power instantly striking everyone's hearts.
Phew!
A sharp phoenix cry resounded through the sea of thunder, and a divine bird danced in the lightning.
It raised its proud head, its narrow phoenix eyes glaring angrily at the blurry figure behind the electric current.
A strange flame clung to its slender neck, and when it suddenly appeared, the purple lightning and flames merged together.
This triggered a burst of lightning and fire, instantly filling the air with extreme heat.
A fiery red divine bird and a purple dragon coiled in the sky, their sharp cries and rolling thunder echoing through the air, while violent energy and raging flames mingled together.
With the sword light clearing away countless arcs of lightning, the city lord finally unleashed his full power and fought the Thunder God.
Deng Shouchong regained his senses amidst the lightning, knowing that his group was saved. As the purple lightning struck after the current, the city lord and his entourage finally arrived at the scene.
Before Deng Shouchong could even greet his uncle as they approached, the city lord stared intently at the blurry figure behind a flash of electricity.
He knew it was Thunder God watching over them!
When faced with this blurry figure, the cultivators felt an uneasy tension, creating an eerie silence as they stood amidst the sea of lightning.
And that vast divine might emanated from the blurry figure; in the sea of thunder, the Thunder God was the strongest being under all heavens!
After the cultivators gathered, the city lord noticed something amiss and quickly said to Deng Shouchong:
" Shouchong, quickly muster your troops and head towards the Ancestral Spirit. We cannot linger here!"
After finishing speaking, he bowed again towards the sea of thunder and solemnly said:
"Many thanks to you for your help, fellow Daoist..."
"You're too kind, City Lord. There lies Endless Lightning Tribulation Sea at the Center, requiring all cultivators to work together to find the Ancestral Spirit!"
Before the city lord could finish speaking, a voice from within the sea of lightning interrupted him.
Upon hearing the voice, Deng Shouchong perked up and looked in the direction of the sound, whereupon a familiar figure appeared in his eyes.
It really is Fellow Mo Yu!
When Xu Long appeared, everyone had mixed feelings.
When he was trapped in the sea of thunder earlier, Deng Shouchong broke through a passage, and then he was trapped deep in the sea of thunder.
Just as they were about to be annihilated by the Thunder God, a sword light flashed and shattered the thick current, allowing all the cultivators to reunite.
The Thunder God was virtually invincible in the sea of thunder, and many cultivators, including Earth Immortal, suffered greatly.
But even this mighty and powerful Thunder God had his layers of condensed electricity broken by this stream of light.
The streak of light arrived with incredible speed, severing the heavy currents and relieving Deng Shouchong and the others from their predicament. Even the purple dragon dared not act recklessly under the sword light.
Looking at the figure in the sea of thunder, Xu Long left a very deep impression on everyone as soon as he appeared. In their hearts, Xu Long's image was no less powerful than that of the city lord.
When the city lord heard Xu Long's rather impolite words, he was not angry at all, but instead agreed with him repeatedly.
His eyes trembled with star-like patterns, and he was still pondering the whereabouts of that Earth Immortal, " Fellow Daoist Xu."
After Xu Long spoke, he understood his intentions, which indeed coincided with the City Lord's Manor's plan—both aimed to save the Ancestral Spirit.
As expected, the spinning tortoise shell in the city lord's hand stopped abruptly, and he subconsciously cast a divination.
He glanced meaningfully at Xu Long's figure and suddenly thought: the "anomaly" divination he had performed earlier seemed to have yielded a result.
Clearing his mind of distractions, the city lord urged the cultivators to hurry in one direction, while he and two other Earth Immortal held off the Thunder God from behind.
With Xu Long's assistance, the city lord faced off against the Thunder God in the sea of lightning without flinching, while a divine bird circled overhead. He was ready to fight with all his might.
From the moment Deng Shouchong and his group were trapped to the moment Xu Long came to their rescue, only a few breaths had passed.
With Xu Long's arrival, the situation on the field has changed.
Xu Long naturally wanted to stay with the city lord, since only the city lord possessed the Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram.
After covering the departure of the bronze chariot and the cultivators, the remaining Earth Immortal began to fight and retreat.
Xu Long only protected the city lord's flanks from the air, preventing the flashing lightning and arcs of electricity from coalescing, otherwise everyone would be completely surrounded by lightning.
With Xu Long's protection, the city lord indeed became much more relaxed, and the Thunder God's attention was drawn to the Earth Immortal.
The obstacles from Deng Shouchong and his group in front were much smaller, and the city lord in the rear actually gained the upper hand in the battle with Thunder God, sweeping away the previous defeat.
But Xu Long knew this was only temporary; there were still thirty-five Thunder God within the sea of thunder.
The large, dark mass of people from Phoenix City running towards the sealed location of the Ancestral Spirit was bound to attract the attention of the Thunder God.
At this moment, one of the Thunder God was merely holding off the city lord. Once the other Thunder God regained their senses, they would join forces to annihilate these ancient remnants.
Moreover, this sea of thunder is itself formed from the true form of the Thunder God. If there is a genuine desire to help, a single thought is enough to instantly gather the other Thunder God, rendering any other thoughts of escape useless.
The city lord knew that the Thunder God was Undying and Indestructible Body, so he retreated as soon as he gained the upper hand. Their goal was to rescue the Ancestral Spirit, not to fight the Thunder God.
The moment the thought crossed his mind, he felt the atmosphere in the room suddenly freeze, and Deng Shouchong and his group in front also slowed down abruptly.
Suddenly, bursts of violent energy rose from the sea of lightning, accompanied by the incessant crackling of electricity.
A burst of purple lightning suddenly shone brightly in the sky, its flashes no longer appearing and disappearing, but becoming directly visible between heaven and earth.
Following the electric current, the immense power of the heavens pressed down like a collapsing mountain, instantly weighing heavily on the hearts of those below.
As he felt the overwhelming power of the heavens bearing down on him, Xu Long's heart tightened, and he cursed inwardly, "Damn it!"
Just then, Thunder God's reinforcements arrived!
They didn't have to wait long. After a purple lightning bolt streaked across the sky, four figures finally appeared behind the current.
Their appearance was the same as the ones Xu Long had seen in his Sea of Consciousness; they all looked different from ordinary people.
Behind them were streaks of flashing purple lightning, their intense and fierce aura reaching its peak.
A somber atmosphere filled the arena as the sounds of "crackling" echoed continuously. The four Thunder God gods stared coldly at the Earth Immortal immortals.
Having guarded the Ancestral Spirit in the Center for countless years, their souls and bodies had become numb, with only the orders of the Heaven Patroler remaining forever in their minds.
Today, when faced with the provocation of the remnants of the ancient times, the appearance of four Thunder God was a great show of respect to them.
"You are... remnants of the ancient times... you all deserve to die!"
Upon meeting the several Earth Immortal, the Thunder God all treated them with indifference, their numb eyes only flashing with disdain.
Then, as if sensing something, one of the Thunder God suddenly changed his expression, which had been stiff for countless years.
Then, a look of shock and anger flashed in his eyes, and he spoke a sentence to the cultivators in the arena, word by word.
As soon as the Phoenix City cultivators entered the Center, the Thunder God vaguely knew their purpose.
Along the way, they were constantly intercepted by Thunder God. At this moment, in addition to guarding the Ancestral Spirit and maintaining Center, there should be five Thunder God appearing simultaneously in front of the several Earth Immortal.
However, only four Thunder God were manifesting at the moment. When they sensed the location of the other Thunder God, his presence within the sea of thunder had completely vanished.
How could this not make all the Thunder God pale with fear!
They are all natural beings from beyond the heavens, born with Undying and Indestructible Body, and will not be annihilated in this Endless Lightning Tribulation Sea.