Ning Qi was already familiar with the path, his heart undisturbed.
Back when he first reached the Celestial Human Realm, he had already set foot here and even used the thunderstorms here for cultivation. In the past, these many thunders naturally seed incredibly terrifying to him, but now, they were as insignificant as a gentle breeze.
At this mont, all saints had gathered, spiritual power condensed into a field, and many thunders were extinguished halfway through their charge.
To the Martial Saints, most of the thunder within the Thunderous Forbidden Zone was not sothing to fear.
All saints stepped into the forbidden zone.
Such a large number of outsiders seed to have angered the thunder, making it much more violent than Ning Qi had ever seen before, but it was futile.
Finally, they reached the last barrier.
Blood-red lightning!
"Rumble!"
The terrifying booming sound filled the ears of every Martial Saint. At this mont, even the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint and others wore grave expressions as they saw the blood-red lightning interweaving, seemingly forming a thunderous celestial curtain that completely blocked the way forward.
Each strand of blood-red lightning exuded a dreadful aura, with various visions manifesting within, sotis transforming into a blood-red Thunder Dragon, other tis appearing as an ancient thunder mountain.
This was after the initial awakening of the world’s will, which had significantly reduced the power of the blood-red lightning; otherwise, they would not dare to tread here at all.
The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint looked at the other absolute strong persons:
"Everyone, let us each protect so of our fellow Taoists."
They all nodded.
And then.
The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint took the lead, tossing his cane, which instantly transford into a heaven-reaching giant pillar. Then, a massive blade erged from its sheath, the Heaven-Slaying Blade Intent was domineering and unparalleled, forcibly annihilating the surrounding blood-red lightning. Ning Qi observed that within the Heaven-Slaying Blade Intent, a force lay dormant and unmanifested.
"Is it the prototype of Divine Techniques?" Ning Qi murmured to himself.
The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint shouted:
"Follow !"
The heaven-reaching blade light swept up twenty Martial Saints, leading the way out.
Next was the Great Yan Martial Saint, who wielded a red seal in his hand, exuding domineering might, and in an instant, endless flas surged out, transforming into a Fire Lotus. He, too, swept up twenty Martial Saints, closely following behind the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint.
The old Profound Turtle smiled slightly.
He manifested his true form, though not as terrifyingly large as thousands of zhang, he shrank it to several dozen zhang, with the turtle shell glowing a rich green light. He sheltered twenty Martial Saints beneath him, viewing the blood-red lightning as a sea, and swam past effortlessly.
The Black Blood Demon Monarch snorted coldly, a Black Blood Demon Banner appearing in his hand. The banner expanded with the wind, black clouds rolling, also sweeping up twenty Martial Saints and departing.
The South Sea Divine Nuns gave Ning Qi a gentle smile, then the White Jade Purification Bottle in her hand emitted a soft sacred light, conjuring a Thousand-Handed Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva’s twenty palms lifted twenty Martial Saints, guarding them at her chest, and she headed towards the blood-red lightning.
Each absolute strong person displayed their divine techniques, leaving all saints in awe.
In Ning Qi’s eyes, golden light surged, and he nodded quietly.
Now only he was left.
He chuckled lightly, swept his hand, and the True Martial Sword instantly expanded to several dozen zhang, unleashing unparalleled sharpness, cutting apart the lightning beyond the sword’s edge.
"You shall follow ."
The remaining Martial Saints respectfully leaped onto the True Martial Sword, and they all transford into a beam of sword light and shot forward.
Blood-red lightning was like an abyss, like an ocean, its terrifying power made every absolute strong person be cautious, the saints were filled with dread, fearing that a single misstep would leave them with no remains amidst the sea of lightning.
Ning Qi moved with ease, yet he still maintained a position not too different from the others.
This allowed those observing in secret to breathe a sigh of relief.
Soon.
The sea of blood-red lightning reached its pinnacle.
An imnse, magnificent, awe-inspiring aura swept over them, and every Martial Saint instinctively felt a surge of reverence in their hearts.
Ning Qi’s mind was stirred, feeling slightly excited.
"Is that... the will of the world?"
Once through the blood-red lightning, a brand-new space appeared before everyone, and at the highest point there, an indescribable existence stood silently, as if it had always been eternal.
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