Time, in the cycle of chaos in the "Abyss" and rejuvenation at the stronghold.
Silently slips away.
The second day.
Fang Qingyu and a few others ventured into the core of the Thunderstorm Cloud Sea for the second time.
The purple thunderstorm wall surged like boiling water, and massive, stark white lightning columns descended like spears thrown by gods, tearing through the dense fog without pattern, striking the ground, leaving behind charred craters and flowing lava.
The omnipresent violent charge in the air made hair stand on end, and skin experienced constant pinprick-like numbness.
According to plan, the five of them struggled to reach the predetermined recess of scorched rock for lightning protection.
Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan immediately began setting up anti-lightning devices.
Fang Qingyu coordinated from the center, with his vision fully opened, accurately targeting and eliminating the Life Ghosts disturbed by the Thunder or lurking nearby.
