"Is there something inside the thundercloud?"
Li Qinglong looked puzzled as he stared intently at the thundercloud above for a long time, but he didn't notice anything unusual.
Moments later, he turned back.
"Zhou Yu, even though your Primordial Spirit is strong, my perceptive abilities are not weak either."
"I didn't notice anything inside."
Zhou Yu smiled slightly.
"What's inside can't be perceived just by the Primordial Spirit or any other sensing method."
"If I'm not mistaken, it should belong to an ancient cultivator."
"An ancient cultivator?"
Li Qinglong was momentarily stunned, then quickly reacted, his face full of shock.
"A cultivator?"
"Yes."
Zhou Yu responded affirmatively.
Because he had clearly sensed that the lightning above was not formed naturally, but carried the aura of True Yuan.
Of course, this aura can only be sensed by those who also possess True Yuan.
"So what do you plan to do?" Li Qinglong asked.
Zhou Yu smiled and said:
