The stone path is extremely long. At first glance, it looks like a winding giant python, going up along the mountain range and finally disappearing into the distant dark clouds. Walking on it, one has the illusion of being extremely small.
Joshua Ye slowly reached the top of the mountain, and saw a loud thunder falling straight down from the top of the clouds. After the roars ended, several figures slowly walked out among the dazzling light, and finally landed on the silver wooden chair.
They were the four Pavilion Masters of the Fenglei Pavilion. Standing in the middle was the Venerable Lei of the Fenglei Pavilion. He was quite tall and looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, but he had a wisp of silver-white beard on his chin. He was wearing a silver robe which was covered with lightning patterns. From a distance, he looked like a living thing, constantly flowing, and there was even some faint thunder power emanating from it.
As expected of a Dou Zun, he concealed his aura quite skillfully. At first glance, this Lei Zun seemed to have the weakest aura among the four. However, there was no doubt that his cultivation was the strongest among the four.
Then, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly rang out above Thunder Mountain, and everyone was surprised to see a huge sword, which was ten feet in size, cutting through the sky and appearing above the square in a flash.
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