The pressure was overwhelming, originating directly from the soul itself.
Nearly all class users whose soul rank was below level 85 found themselves unable to fly.
So, despite being only level 84, managed to stay airborne.
While others, already level 86, were forced to remain grounded.
The disparity in soul rank was laid bare in an instant.
Lin Moyu ignored the pressure entirely. To him, this level of soul pressure was nothing more than a cool breeze brushing against him.
When Feng Yiming spotted Lin Moyu, his expression lit up with delight, “Godly General Lin, you’ve co.”
Feng Yiming knew Lin Moyu’s deeds well and had a rough grasp of his true strength. He was certainly no weaker than any God-level powerhouse.
Moreover, Lin Moyu’s ability to command the Thunderclap Tower made him even more formidable in the lower layer than most God-level powerhouses.
His arrival was like a stabilizing pillar, instantly easing Feng Yiming’s anxiety.
Lin Moyu sensed the Thunderclap Tower absorbing vast amounts of lightning energy, yet he couldn’t determine its source.
This wasn’t the Wind-Lightning Continent. Such a dense concentration of the lightning elent shouldn’t exist here.
And yet, the sky was saturated with the lightning elent, its density still increasing.
“What happened?” Lin Moyu asked.
Feng Yiming replied quickly, “Half a day ago, the Thunderclap Tower suddenly rose into the sky. Soon after, massive amounts of the lightning elent began gathering.”
“The concentration kept increasing until lightning bolts ford, and eventually it beca what you see now.”
“Half a day ago?”
Lin Moyu calculated in his mind. That was exactly when he had obtained the godhead of the God of Holy lody.
Imdiately afterward, the Water God’s Palace had erged.
Could the Thunderclap Tower’s activity be connected to this?
According to his understanding, the Thunderclap Tower’s descent from the heavens should have occurred well after the great war of the Gods.
Logically seaking, the two shouldn’t be related.
Feng Yiming clearly had no answers either.
The sea of lightning continued to expand outward, showing no sign of stopping.
Lin Moyu spoke solemnly, “Have everyone withdraw from Shenxia City for now. I’ll go take a look.”
With that, he shot into the sky.
Feng Yiming imdiately issued an order, “Everyone, evacuate Shenxia City!”
As the commander stationed in Shenxia City, he held the highest authority here.
The military moved at once, maintaining order as class users rapidly withdrew from Shenxia City.
Lin Moyu accelerated upward. The air was thick with the lightning elent, electric serpents dancing wildly. This was a world of lightning. Any ordinary class user entering it would be attacked instantly.
But Lin Moyu, with his Lightning Elental Immunity characteristic, faced no such threat.
As he pierced through the sea of lightning, Lin Moyu remained keenly aware of the city’s importance. Shenxia City was vital to the human race.
If it were lost, humanity would be forced into a passive position in the lower layer.
The city was one of the primary reasons humans had been able to secure a foothold on the Divine Dragon Continent.
The higher he climbed, the denser the lightning elent beca.
The soul pressure escalated rapidly. At 10,000 ters, he still hadn’t reached the limit.
Here, the soul pressure had reached level 90, enough to make even God-level powerhouses uncomfortable.
The lightning elental attacks had likewise reached the God-level, capable of fatally wounding anyone below God-level.
Lin Moyu didn’t know how high the sky of the lower layer extended or where its true boundary lay.
When he reached 20,000 ters, he was finally forced to stop.
The soul pressure had climbed to level 92—his current limit. He could go no higher.
This was now a world of the lightning elent. Every other elent had been completely expelled, leaving not even a trace behind.
It was the first ti Lin Moyu had witnessed such absolute elental purity.
Even when the Lightning God had briefly awakened in the past, other elents had still existed—suppressed, but present.
This, however, was a true world of the lightning elent.
Standing amid the endless lightning elent, Lin Moyu quietly observed.
From the mont he left Shenxia City, the lightning elent had grown stronger with the altitude, eventually breaking the rules of the Immorial Battlefield.
And yet, paradoxically, those rules still remained.
The lightning elent was descending from beyond the heavens, weakening layer by layer as it fell. The closer it drew to Shenxia City, the more it was suppressed, forming an inverted pyramid of power.
Since ascending further was impossible, there was only one place left to seek answers—the Thunderclap Tower.
At this mont, he was the only one capable of entering it.
…
Outside Shenxia City, all class users had already evacuated.
A sea of lightning now engulfed more than half the city, and it was still spreading.
The power within it was overwhelming; no class user present could withstand it.
Feng Yiming stared at the sky, his expression grave.
“Commander Feng, even you don’t know what’s happening?”
“Will Shenxia City ever return to normal?”
“Should we notify the military and have them send people to investigate?”
“At the very least, it would take a God-level powerhouse to handle this.”
Class users who knew Feng Yiming crowded around him, questions pouring in one after another.
Yet Feng Yiming himself was completely in the dark and had no answers for them.
He had already tried contacting the military to request God-level reinforcent, but ever since the Thunderclap Tower had manifested on its own, all communications had been severed.
Suddenly, a thought struck him, “Check the teleportation formations.”
Monts later, a subordinate rushed back. All teleportation formations were disabled.
Feng Yiming’s expression darkened. With the teleportation formations down, even if a God-level powerhouse ca, they would have to fly here, wasting precious ti.
Worse still, God-level experts couldn’t remain in the lower layer for long.
And even then, Feng Yiming doubted they would find anything.
Fortunately, there was Lin Moyu.
Now, all he could do was pray that Lin Moyu would uncover the truth.
Seeing Feng Yiming fall silent, his face growing increasingly grim, the crowd slowly quieted.
Feng Yiming kept his eyes fixed on the sky.
Lightning filled the sky, blinding and painful to look at, yet he endured it without blinking.
All hope rested on Lin Moyu.
But Lin Moyu had been gone for far too long, making him feel uneasy.
The sea of lightning intensified, completely swallowing Shenxa City.
From afar, the city looked like a massive sphere of lightning. If it exploded, everything within dozens of kiloters would be razed.
Everyone retreated again, watching only from a great distance.
Feng Yiming withdrew 10 kiloters, but his gaze never wavered for a single mont.
Then he saw it.
A figure descended from the sky, piercing through the lightning and plunging back into the city.
The knot in Feng Yiming’s brow finally loosened. As long as Lin Moyu was safe, that was enough.
Lin Moyu returned to the city and headed straight for the Thunderclap Tower.
Very few were qualified to enter the tower to begin with. Under the current conditions, Lin Moyu was the only one who could.
Even a high-tier God-level expert like ng Anwen wouldn’t last long here.
The Lightning Elental Immunity characteristic granted Lin Moyu unparalleled advantage.
He quickly reached the core of the Thunderclap tower—the control center of both the tower and even the entire Shenxia City.
The core had transford into a sphere of lightning, radiating vast power.
Ignoring the raging lightning, Lin Moyu placed his hand directly on the core.
The last ti he had been here, his soul had been too weak, making communication difficult.
But now, with his soul vastly strengthened, the connection was instantaneous.
A torrent of information surged into his mind.
He saw everything.
First, a pair of colossal hands appeared in the sky.
Space itself was torn open like cloth, ripped apart by those hands.
The rift wasn’t large, only about 10 kiloters long, and the surrounding space was desperately trying to heal itself.
The colossal hands continuously poured out imnse power, resisting the force repairing the space.
The rift had opened directly above Shenxia City.
From within it, a tower-shaped object erged, and an endless torrent of the lightning elent cascaded downward.
The lightning elent ford chains that latched onto Shenxia City.
An invisible pulling force tore at the city relentlessly, as if attempting to drag it away.
The earth groaned. The city shook violently, as though it were about to be uprooted from the ground.
Lin Moyu’s heart sank.
“They’re trying to take Shenxia City away.”
From his perspective, this was absolutely unacceptable.
Shenxia City was humanity’s foothold in the lower layer, its existence was irreplaceable.
Moreover, it had stood inthe lower layer for countless years.
“Even if it once belonged to you, you can’t just abandon it and reclaim it at will.”
“At the very least, you should give a heads-up.”
“This is extrely rude.” Lin Moyu muttered, a chill entering his voice.
He didn’t care who was on the other side of the rift. The interests of the human race ca first.
His soul force surged as he seized control of the Thunderclap Tower’s core.
Having operated it before, he was now far more proficient. With his vastly enhanced soul, the power he could exert was on an entirely different level.
A protective shield rose from Shenxia City, separating it from the lightning outside.
The city beca a sealed, independent world.
External lightning could no longer enter, and the Thunderclap Tower began rapidly absorbing the lightning energy already within the city.
“Huh?” A surprised voice sounded from the sky above.
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