The Thunder Pool Region is the hardest part to traverse. Yusuf Zuck not only has to protect himself but also Ayden Ac, making each step extrely challenging.
He also endures excruciating pain. With relentless lightning striking incessantly on his head, even with layer upon layer of defense, his defenses are connected to his mind and soul, so it’s as if the lightning strikes directly at his mind and soul.
After a hundred steps, blood flows uncontrollably from his orifices, making him look terrifying, even Ayden Ac, who was laughing along, turns serious.
Reaching one hundred and fifty steps, Ayden Ac decides to withdraw. He can’t stay anymore; continuing would endanger Yusuf Zuck’s life.
"I’m leaving. Don’t worry about . I won’t die. Be careful and know your limits, don’t overexert yourself." As a friend, Ayden Ac shows his character by choosing to leave Yusuf Zuck’s defensive cover, preventing him from suffering more.
However, as soon as he steps out, he imdiately also spits out blood from his orifices. The terrifying lightning bears imnse pressure, suffocating him and causing severe damage to his mind and soul.
"Nonsense, I can hold on. It’s not far now." With a stretch of his hand, Yusuf Zuck pulls him back into the defense. The path back even within the one hundred and fifty steps is a trial of life and death, and Ayden Ac may not survive it.
Ayden Ac turns pale and trembles, realizing just how formidable this place is — definitely not ant for humans.
As Yusuf Zuck continues forward, Fernando Graham reaches the edge of the Thunder Pool, just one hundred and fifty steps away. Despite being in the Creation Realm, the lightning here strengthens as you do. Thus, reaching this point, her clothes are already in tatters.
Yet, she sees Yusuf Zuck in the distance, rely one hundred and fifty steps away, catching his silhouette imdiately. A subtle, inexplicable smile forms on her lips.
"Hmm, it seems challenging in there." After pondering for a mont, she steps into the Thunder Pool within a hundred feet.
"Whoa~" As soon as she enters, endless lightning seems to engulf her, giving her the sensation of being roasted on a fire, almost causing her mind and soul to escape her body.
Scared, she screams and retreats quickly.
Inside and outside the hundred feet of the Thunder Pool are entirely different realms.
Her eyes widen in disbelief as she gazes at the distant Yusuf Zuck and Ayden Ac from a hundred and fifty steps away, astonished by how Yusuf Zuck manages it, knowing she hasn’t reached the Creation Realm yet.
"Indeed, a child of the epoch; this must be true strength, right?" After a deep gasp, Fernando Graham closes her eyes, taking deep breaths continuously, and puts two elixirs in her mouth to slowly absorb.
She was unprepared and rushed in earlier, resulting in such a dismal state. She too needs a brief rest and recovery; she believes she’s no weaker, perhaps even stronger than Yusuf Zuck.
As she rests with her eyes shut, the fake married couple of Dallas Fournier and Jonah Murillo also arrive, appearing to Fernando Graham’s left. They’re not far, yet not near, exchanging glances before their gazes lock onto Yusuf Zuck and Ayden Ac.
"Enter while he’s in such disarray, seize him, haha." Jonah Murillo laughs heartily, then leaps in first.
Dallas Fournier lifts his foot to step in as well.
However, before his foot even fully enters, Jonah Murillo erges, smoking and screaming in agony, with black smoke rising above him.
Bear in mind, under the tutelage of Ronald Ruiz, he sealed his Heavenly Demon aura, rendering the Thunder Area less of a challenge.
Yet, within this Thunder Pool, his seal shattered, and his Heavenly Demon aura erupted, with black flas even spewing from his eyes.
The thunder in the Thunder Pool, of utmost yang energy, demolishes all demonic barriers. Thus, Jonah Murillo’s continuous screams indicate that retreating barely saved him.
"A hundredfold, a thousandfold, the center of the Thunder Pool is hundreds and thousands of tis more terrifying than the outside. My God, how is this possible?" Jonah Murillo cries out, suppressing his Heavenly Demon aura with elixirs and Art and thod.
Seeing Jonah Murillo’s black smoke, Fernando Graham decides not to stir up trouble. While eradicating demons is the duty of all, there’s a ti and place. Here, she focuses on self-preservation, sparing no strength to kill demons.
Now, the common enemy among all is the lightning above.
"Hmph, blaming the Thunder Pool for your incompetence?" Dallas Fournier scoffs, unbelieving the Thunder Pool could be a thousand tis stronger on the inside. The fact is, Gabriel Freeman is ahead; if he can walk there, why can’t he?
Jonah Murillo’s failure stems from his Heavenly Demon nature, as he enters a place of extre yang.
But when Dallas Fournier confidently steps into the Thunder Pool Region, smoke also rises from his head, and blood gushes from his orifices, paralleling Ayden Ac’s experience, with his soul and mind almost detaching.
"Ahhh~" He screams, crawling out violently, eyes wide in disbelief, gazing at the front Gabriel Freeman.
Gabriel Freeman not only ventured in but also guards Ayden Ac, traversing over a hundred and fifty steps.
What kind of monster is Gabriel Freeman?
Just then, a cold snort echoes: "Fools, all fools."
Jonah Murillo, Dallas Fournier, and Fernando Graham turn to find an old man with white hair and a styled goatee, reminiscent of a goat, with a mushroom-like umbrella over his head that completely shields the lightning, keeping him spotless and unruffled.
Fernando Graham’s pupils dilate, and Jonah Murillo and Dallas Fournier’s faces darken; who is this old fellow mocking?
The old man glances mockingly at Fernando Graham, Jonah Murillo, and Dallas Fournier before smirking, "Before the treasures erge, the thunder of the Thunder Pool will vanish. Those going in now are fools, suffering needlessly!"
"Ah..."
"Ugh..."
Fernando Graham and the rest freeze, dumbfoundedly watching Yusuf Zuck and Ayden Ac.
Could it be true, then? Yusuf Zuck and Ayden Ac endure all this for nothing?
anwhile, several other Creation Realm loose cultivators arrive in succession, strangers to each other, none acquainted.
Monts later, six great monsters appear outside the Thunder Pool’s hundred-foot boundary. One of them jests, "Are the people up front fools? Don’t they know the thunder disappears when the treasure erges? What’s the point of entering now? Even if they reach the end, they’ll be too weakened to stand, right?" This monster has insight, comprehending the nuances here.
Fernando Graham and the others wear wry smiles, words lost, noting how truly foolish the two figures ahead seem.
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