Chapter 371: Terrifying Silver Corpses, the Thunder Emperor's Scepter!
"Understood."
The other two men chuckled lightly. Their tone was casual, as if taking the Silver Tower Keys from Lin Fan would be no difficult task at all.
The long-haired man didn't say more. With his hands clasped behind his back, his emotionless gaze turned toward the towering Thunder Palace, flickers of black light flashing within his eyes.
At the same time, on another section of thunderclouds, a figure completely shrouded in a red robe swept his gaze across the many gathered experts surrounding the Thunder Palace. He chuckled faintly.
"Looks like quite the crowd of demons and devils showed up… this might get interesting…"
As the laughter faded, he turned his gaze toward the palace. The space around him rippled—and he vanished.
…
"Why hasn't anyone gone inside the Thunder Palace yet?" Mu Lingshan asked, blinking as she looked around from where Lin Fan's group waited.
Lin Fan smiled. "The palace is still wrapped in a layer of Thunder Seal. But the seal is weakening—they're all waiting for it to disappear."
Mu Lingshan nodded in realization. Looking carefully, she indeed spotted a barely visible layer of lightning runes encasing the palace—now slowly fading like a receding tide.
As time passed, more and more powerful cultivators gathered. The air grew tense.
Especially as the Thunder Seal around the palace grew weaker and weaker. Everyone's eyes burned with anticipation, clearly ready to rush in at any moment.
CRACK!
Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed out—the Thunder Seal shattered and disappeared.
Instantly, the noisy thunderclouds fell into silence. Every gaze lit up with unconcealed greed.
"Go!"
A shout rang out, breaking the tension.
From all directions, silhouettes shot into the sky like arrows, racing toward the Thunder Palace.
Over a hundred figures crossed the sky in a flash, reaching the palace's massive lightning gate in just seconds.
BOOM!
Terrifying Yuan Power surged, forming a barrage of energy beams that slammed into the massive silver gates.
BANG!
Under the force of so many combined attacks, the gates exploded open, unleashing an ancient aura from within.
The thousand-year-sealed Thunder Palace… had finally reawakened.
"Get in!"
Cheers erupted as the cultivators rushed forward in a frenzy.
BOOM!
But before they could enter, a thunderous boom echoed.
Three beams of silver light shot out from within the Thunder Palace—each one radiating destructive thunder.
In an instant, they spun together like a cyclone, slicing through the hundred charging cultivators.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
In mere moments, dozens of figures were blown apart—flesh and bone vaporized into clouds of blood mist.
In just ten breaths, every cultivator who had charged first… was dead.
Only blood and fragments remained in the sky.
"What the hell is that?!"
The survivors screamed in terror, frozen in place as they watched.
The three silver streaks hovered in front of the palace doors—finally revealing their forms.
Three humanoid figures, entirely silver from head to toe, covered in twisted, dark demonic runes. Black, evil energy poured off of them, chilling the very air.
"They must be the other three Thunder Kings that senior mentioned earlier…" Lin Dong muttered, his voice low and serious.
Each of these Thunder Kings had been at the Death Profound Realm Perfection in life. Even now, they retained the power of a Death Profound Realm Great Completion expert.
To the assembled cultivators, these three silver corpses were terrifying threats.
Lin Fan nodded but said nothing. If he used his full strength, these silver corpses were nothing. But with so many others present, there was no need for him to act right away.
"More of those damned puppets…"
On the thunderclouds above, Liu Xiangxuan and the experts from Xuan Heaven Palace grimaced.
They had witnessed the horror of just one such corpse at the Thunder Lake. Now there were three—each as strong as a top-tier Death Profound Realm expert.
Worse yet… there was no way around them.
The heavy scent of blood drifting through the air dampened the greed in everyone's eyes, replacing it with caution and wariness.
The sky fell into silence as everyone reconsidered their next move.
But the silence didn't last long.
Liu Xiangxuan stepped forward and bowed toward Lin Fan.
"Brother Lin Fan, do you have any method to deal with the three silver corpses?"
Everyone turned to look at Lin Fan.
They remembered now—one of these monsters had chased Lin Fan earlier… yet he had returned unharmed.
Did that mean he had defeated it?
Lin Fan's eyes flashed with amusement as he smiled.
"Hehe, when I killed those Nine Nether Gate guys, I found a formation disc among their belongings. It can trap one of these corpses for a short time… but I'll need help from the rest of you."
Naturally, Lin Fan didn't want to fully reveal his strength—nor waste it here. But he still needed a way into the palace.
And the Nine Nether Spirit-Sealing Disk he'd looted earlier was perfect for this moment.
He raised his hand, summoning a white circular disk that shimmered with powerful array runes.
"That really is the Nine Nether Spirit-Sealing Disk," Liu Xiangxuan muttered, eyes narrowing. Her gaze toward Lin Fan now held even more caution.
The Nine Nether Gate hadn't even used their treasured formation disk… and still got wiped out.
If they made an enemy of Lin Fan now, the consequences could be dire.
Hearing this, many cultivators grew excited and quickly voiced their willingness to cooperate.
Working together, they activated the Nine Nether Spirit-Sealing Disk and, with help from Xuan Heaven Palace and the three from Yuan Gate, lured the silver corpses into the array.
As soon as they were trapped, the rest of the crowd surged toward the Thunder Palace without hesitation.
Lin Fan, Lin Dong, and Mu Lingshan were naturally among the fastest.
Inside the palace, they immediately made for the main hall.
They weren't alone—Xuan Heaven Palace, the Yuan Gate trio, and several other perceptive individuals all headed in the same direction.
Soon, everyone charged into the main hall.
Giant stone pillars lined the interior, each topped with a glowing orb filled with lightning. Within the orbs, faint silhouettes of scrolls and weapons could be seen.
"Big Brother Lin Fan, Big Brother Lin Dong—look over there!"
Mu Lingshan's surprised voice rang out.
Lin Fan and Lin Dong looked where she pointed—and saw a massive statue seated on a throne deep within the hall.
The statue wore battle armor, its face stern and majestic. A powerful, awe-inspiring aura radiated from it.
In the statue's right hand… was a silver scepter, overflowing with lightning.
From that scepter surged an immense power—one that made hearts tremble.
"The Thunder Emperor's Scepter!"
A voice filled with astonishment suddenly rang out from behind them.
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