At last, on a day appointed in their plans, the Tianlan cultivators bared their vicious fangs. In a single night, they attacked all seven clans and slaughtered almost every expert among them.
Yet the Tianlan Clan did not wipe out the seven clans entirely. They spared a few Golden Core Realm cultivators, a number of low-level disciples, and some mortals.
Then the Tianlan Clan's Spirit Transformation cultivator used a mighty divine ability to transport the seven clans' survivors directly to the northernmost reaches of the Tianlan Grasslands.
The spiritual energy here was merely ordinary. Without pills to help them, advancing their cultivation and breaking through would be harder than scaling the heavens.
The Tianlan Clan's purpose was much like raising demon beasts in captivity. From time to time, they sent their disciples here to conduct hunts.
Not only could they hone their cultivation, but they could also indulge their lust, violating the seven clans' beautiful women for pleasure before killing them.
Naturally, the seven clans were unwilling to sit and await death. From that time onward, they constantly tried to escape the Tianlan Grasslands.
But to the west and north lay a region of deadly lightning that they could not cross.
Only upon hearing this did Li Yan realize that the lightning between the ocean and the grasslands existed perpetually.
Even with a flying speed almost equal to that of a nascent soul early stage cultivator, he had needed nearly seven days to get through it.
If he and Zhao Min had tried to force their way through with their bodies alone, darting ahead at top speed, they might have endured several thousand li. But a lightning region spanning hundreds of thousands of li would certainly have claimed their lives.
*Without the protection of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, these people