This was an absolute no-fly zone for conventional aircraft.
Any flying object that dared to intrude would lose control due to the chaotic electromagnetic fields, only to be mercilessly torn apart by the violent lightning that filled the sky.
Li Wen took a deep breath. The ionized air rushing into his lungs invigorated him.
Without a moment's hesitation, he stepped onto a narrow, winding mountain path, half-hidden among jagged rocks and low-lying, electricity-etched shrubs.
This was the safe route that his Senior Brother, Gu Yan, had specifically pointed out when he led the new disciples on a tour to familiarize them with the area.
Meanwhile, halfway up Nine Heavens Peak, inside the ancient and imposing Nine Heavens Hall.
The Peak Master of Nine Heavens Peak, seated on the main throne with faint arcs of lightning flowing around his body, slowly opened his eyes.
