On the eleventh floor of the lightning tower, the skies were filled with dark clouds. Cold wind blew and the rain fell constantly. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled from time to time.
At the foot of the Zhong Mountain, a group of nearly two hundred undead spirits were rushing to the valley of the mountain day and night. It was where the palace of Zhu Feng, the lightning lord of the eleventh floor, was located.
The cultivation bases of all the members in that group of two hundred cultivators was at the Divine Transformation Realm and above. Besides, six of them were even at the Void Refinement Realm!
However, the leader of this group of cultivators was not an expert at the Void Refinement Realm. Instead, he was just a young man at the Divine Transformation Realm who was wearing white robes.
"It's near…"
