Lu Li and his two companions traveled onward, swiftly flying towards the Thunder Swamp.
After about half an hour, the number of cultivators nearby gradually increased.
Most of them were Nascent Soul cultivators in the early and middle stages, some grouping in threes and twos, tunneling through the light towards the central region of the Thunder Swamp.
As Lu Li and his group ventured deeper into the depths of the Void Thunder Swamp,
the thunder and lightning around them became increasingly dense. It was as though silver-white lightning dragons were roaring in the void, with some flashes carrying a tinge of purple, signifying extreme danger.
"Puchi..."
Bolts of lightning struck Lu Li's body and crazily surged into him, causing his flesh to feel somewhat numb and tingly.
Lu Li did not summon his Spiritual Treasure to defend himself, instead, he operated his Cultivation Technique at full power, his body bathing in the sea of lightning, as if it were being forged.
