Seven days later, Ten Thousand Islands Sea, Donglei Island.
This island lies at the extreme east of the Ten Thousand Islands Sea, the last island in the east of this Sea.
Further east lies a massive thundercloud.
The thundercloud covers the sky, its height unknown, its width beyond measure, like a gray world wall, standing timeless over the vast sea.
"Boom!"
The mighty thunderstorm sound, resounding for thousands of years, the terrifying thunder roar, enough to daunt all cultivators.
Just then, above the sea, three Escape Lights approached together, led by a young Daoist with handsome looks, face like a jade crown.
Behind the Daoist stood a woman in a black robe, her face hidden.
The woman's figure was strikingly graceful, her slender waist and elegant curves discernible even beneath the loose black robe.
A tall young man followed the two, also dressed in a black magical robe, his visage obscured, his identity unknowable.
"Is this the Sea of Thunderclouds?"
