"Azure Sky Lightning, Violet Evil Lightning, Golden Lightning…"
"Even lightning has different levels?"
Li Zhexian and the others were filled with astonishment.
Just from Elder Yu Jinghan's description alone, they could already sense the unfathomable mysteries hidden within Thunder Valley.
The closer they drew to the valley, the stronger that feeling became.
The rumbling grew clearer. Even with the special isolating shoe covers, a numbing sensation still shot up from the soles of their feet.
About fifteen minutes later, the thunder sounded like a raging tide, making their eardrums hum. The ground, which flashed with electrical arcs, also trembled violently.
When the group climbed over a scorched hill, an indescribable and magnificent sight burst into their view
Li Zhexian and the others couldn't help but gasp. They saw the sky above the valley, as black as ink, with thick thunderclouds pressing down.
Between the gaps of the clouds, lightning split the heavens—countless serpents of thunder tearing through the dark sky, painting the firmament with streaks of azure and violet.
Thunder Valley.
Boom—!
Boom—!
Boom—!
Bolts of thunder as thick as a man's waist crashed violently into the valley below.
Yet they did not vanish upon striking the ground.
Instead, they transformed into countless gigantic serpents of lightning, surging and writhing madly across the valley floor.
The cliffs and ground on either side, after untold ages of thunder's baptism, bore a glossy black sheen, as if glazed into obsidian.
But most eye-catching of all was that area within the thunder marsh where the energy was most ferocious.
There, the thunder glowed a blazing azure.
Its aura was so terrifying that just a glance made every hair on their bodies stand on end.
Amidst that pool of azure thunder—
A dozen middle-aged men in blue robes, along with two or three younger ones, sat cross-legged, teeth clenched, enduring bitter cultivation.
On their bare skin, faint patterns like scales emerged.
Each time an azure bolt arced across them, those scale patterns deepened further.
But after only moments—
Several of them could no longer endure.
Stumbling out of the azure marsh, they collapsed, faces pale, panting hard, eyes still haunted by lingering fear.
Yu Feng swallowed hard.
"Elder Yu Jinghan… this is Azure Sky Lightning?"
"Isn't it far too terrifying?!"
Elder Yu Jinghan nodded slowly, his old eyes filled with a sense of reverence for the great power of nature
"Among the three lightning of Thunder Valley, the Azure Sky is the weakest."
His gaze swept over those still struggling within the azure marsh, and he continued:
"But throughout the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, fewer than fifty can withstand its tempering."
"Among the younger generation, besides Tianheng, there are not even enough to count on two hands."
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
They had already seen that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had over a thousand youths.
The proportion that could endure the Azure Sky Lightning was shockingly low.
And this was still only the weakest of the three…
Just how terrifying would the Violet Evil Lightning and Golden Lightning deeper within be?
At that moment—
Osler suddenly asked:
"Elder Yu Jinghan, might I be allowed to experience the Azure Sky Lightning for myself?"
Yu Jinghan stroked his long beard.
"Honored guests have come from afar. If you wish to experience the cultivation grounds unique to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, how could I refuse?"
"This much breadth, at least, our clan possesses."
Osler thanked him and nimbly took off his isolating shoe covers. Li Zhexian watched him with interest.
At once—
The instant Oslo's bare feet touched the scorched ground—
Zzzzt—
Countless fine bolts of lightning coiled up, spreading instantly across his body.
"Ugh…"
Oslo groaned heavily, nearly collapsing.
He quickly circulated his Spirit Power, and black beast fur sprouted on his cheeks, while his arms under his sleeves became thick and bulging.
Using his Martial Soul's power, Osler steadied himself.
Clenching his teeth, he forced himself onward—one step, one strike of lightning—as he moved toward the valley's entrance.
The disturbance drew the attention of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples within.
One after another, eyes opened — some surprised, some amused — as they watched this stranger approach.
Under everyone's gaze—
Osler stepped into the pool of blazing azure lightning.
Ssshhzz—
In an instant.
The black fur covering his body stood on end.
Azure bolts exploded across his body, leaving blackened scars, tearing skin and flesh.
After about a minute—
The numbness and agony had nearly driven Oslo unconscious.
With a flash, Elder Yu Jinghan appeared and pulled him out.
A minute.
This was by no means a short amount of time.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples in the valley showed no contempt. Instead, they looked at the scorched Osler with solemn expressions.
Elder Yu Jinghan also nodded in praise.
"As expected of a genius of the Emperor Battle Team."
"On your very first step into the valley, without a lightning-attribute Martial Soul, to endure a full minute…"
"Though your Martial Soul is not lightning-based, this kind of tempering will also harden your body and bones."
At those words—
Yu Feng, the Shi brothers, Dugu Yan, and even Ye Lingling, all grew eager to try.
The five of them stepped up one after another.
Yu Feng lasted about the same as Osler—around a minute.
The Shi brothers, although they didn't have lightning-attribute Martial Souls, relied on their formidable defenses to endure for over two minutes.
Most surprising of all was Dugu Yan.
She was currently the highest-ranked Spirit Master among the seven.
She also endured for two minutes before stumbling back in exhaustion.
As for Ye Lingling — she lasted only several dozen seconds before Dugu Yan dragged her out.
"Lingling, you mustn't get hurt!"
Dugu Yan's charming face was scorched blackened.
"We still need you to heal us!"
Thus—
Among the seven of the Emperor Battle Team—
Except for the support-type Spirit Master Ye Lingling, all of them had endured at least a minute within the Azure Sky Lightning.
This left the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples stunned.
"These people are incredible!"
"No wonder they're the Young Clan Leader's teammates!"
"What about Sword Wine then?! Isn't Sword Wine the strongest among them?"
"I heard Sword Wine once nailed the Young Clan Leader to a wall with a single sword…"
Hearing the hushed whispers of his clansmen, Yu Tianheng's face darkened instantly.
This rumor had spread even here to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!
Was it never going to end?!
Still…
What his clansmen said was true.
At this moment—
Whether Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples, or Dugu Yan and the others, even Elder Yu Jinghan stroking his beard, they all turned their gaze toward the white-robed youth who had silently stood at the valley entrance all along.
They were all curious.
How long could the strongest, Li Zhexian, endure within the Azure Sky Lightning?
Li Zhexian's white robes fluttered lightly.
He raised his foot, ready to step into Thunder Valley.
Just then—
A Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciple came running up, bowing:
"Elder, Young Clan Leader, honored guests, the banquet is ready."
"This…"
Elder Yu Jinghan turned to Li Zhexian, seeking his decision.
Li Zhexian drew his foot back, turning.
"Thunder Valley can be visited anytime. Let us not keep Senior Thunder Douluo waiting."
Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the others quickly nodded in agreement.
Elder Yu Jinghan's smile broadened. He stepped aside, gesturing respectfully.
"Then, Young Friend Zhexian, honored guests — this way, please."