Chapter 66

Old Thunderstorm squinted his eyes and watched the people from the Poison Scorpion Alliance leave. They walked about a few hundred meters and stopped on another sand dune. It was clear that they knew the best location was occupied by Tairang, so they wanted to get as close as possible.

Gelu was a bit annoyed and said, "I'll go drive them away!"

Thunderstorm said, "No need, hehe, you know, once the Wheel Storage Space descends, their position won't be safe."

In fact, Gelu didn't know this because he couldn't calculate. Higher rank didn't mean knowing everything. He said, "Is that so... Alright, then let it be. As long as they don't provoke me, once we enter the Wheel Storage Space, if I see that Delong, I'll make him regret it." He didn't mind eliminating his opponent at the right time. After all, he had already offended him. Of course, if there was no opportunity, he wouldn't deliberately seek out Delong.

Soon, several more teams arrived. Some of them had calculated the best location, but when they saw the people from the Poison Scorpion Alliance, they didn't dare to occupy it. They understood and didn't dare to provoke, which was something Tairang and his group hadn't expected.

The expected battle didn't happen, and Leixingfeng felt a bit disappointed, but he didn't think much about it. After all, he had been practicing for a while and was almost ready to advance.

This place wasn't a good place for cultivation. The best place for him was where there were thunderstorms. Here, there was only scorching heat and intense sunlight. However, Leixingfeng had an advantage that others didn't: a thunder seal in his body. This provided many conveniences, which was the benefit of having a master guide.

The existence of the thunder seal made it easy for Leixingfeng to enhance his strength. He could absorb the power of the thunder seal and convert it into his own Wheel Force, gradually increasing the amount of Wheel Force in his body. Soon, his Wheel Force would reach the critical point of 100,000 units. Once he crossed this threshold, he would advance to the Secret Wheel Master level.

The strength of a Secret Wheel Master was enough to travel the world.

Leixingfeng wasn't at all anxious. He continued to follow Old Thunderstorm's teachings, gradually strengthening himself and solidifying his foundation.

As time passed, the images in the sky gradually disappeared. At this point, it was impossible to calculate the best entry point. However, this didn't affect the experts who had already arrived. If they could calculate, they would have known the best entry point long ago. They all stared at Tairang's camp with covetous eyes, but due to Tairang's overwhelming strength, no one dared to drive them away.

Leixingfeng spent most of his time cultivating and learning, except for his duty shifts. There were many True Man-level experts here, including Du Hongchen with a First Ring True Body and Gelu with a Sixth Ring True Body, who were all his teachers. No one refused to teach Leixingfeng, partly because he was Old Thunderstorm's grandson and partly because of his genius. He understood everything he learned, so these True Men were willing to teach him.

Such an opportunity was rare, and Leixingfeng didn't know when he would find such a chance again. Therefore, he didn't dare to relax. Every day was extremely fulfilling. Regardless of whether he would use the knowledge, he would ask and learn. Knowledge that seemed useless might still be useful, as he had learned in his previous life. Even a rough understanding was better than knowing nothing.

This wait was really long, and no one expected it to last three months. The images in the sky gradually disappeared, and it was almost impossible to see them from below. In the distance, only a faint shadow could be seen. Everyone knew that the Wheel Storage Space was about to descend.

During this time, food was almost depleted. Tairang's team had each person reserve a certain amount of food and started slaughtering sand toad beasts a month ago to supplement their food. Some smaller teams had to retreat, or they would starve to death in the Thousand Sand Barrier.

People kept trying to enter Tairang's camp, some by pleading and others by force. Tairang and his group of experts didn't give anyone a chance, blocking them all outside the camp. They marked a restricted area of several hundred meters, and anyone who entered was driven away. If they entered multiple times, they were killed without hesitation. In the past few days, they had killed seven or eight people.

The teams outside the camp became increasingly restless. Even though they knew Tairang's camp had many True Man-level experts, some still recklessly attacked.

Leixingfeng spent most of his time at the edge of the camp watching the conflicts, but unfortunately, there were no real experts fighting, only probing attacks.

One day, Delong and Aishebo came to Tairang's camp and were blocked by Gelu outside. Aishebo shouted, "Tairang! Tairang! Come out, I need to talk to you!"

Tairang, a well-known figure, couldn't hide in the camp. He came out, and Old Thunderstorm and others followed.

Leixingfeng whispered, "Fatty, they can't wait anymore."

Jindaipang had lost some weight recently. Although there was still enough food, it was just enough to eat. The hot climate had helped him lose weight naturally. He smiled bitterly, "The time is almost here. Of course, they can't wait. If they wait any longer, they might get nothing. I heard that when the Wheel Storage Space descends, only the calculated location is the safest."

Old Thunderstorm said, "Tairang, remember, no matter what they ask, don't agree. Once you open the door, everyone will rush in, and we can't handle it."

Tairang had no choice. He nodded, "Alright." He couldn't refuse, knowing that once he gave in, he couldn't coordinate. They weren't afraid of the opposition, but more cultivators were coming to the Thousand Sand Barrier, including many lone travelers who were often combat experts. If all of them attacked, they might not be able to hold the camp. The time was almost here, and if something happened now, it would be a waste of all their efforts.

Aishebo said, "Tairang, I need to talk to you."

Tairang walked up to the two and said, "What is it? Tell me. One thing I need to make clear: this camp... isn't under my control." He thought about it and decided this was the only way to avoid responsibility.

Delong stared at Tairang and said, "Tairang, we all know each other. Although we're not close, we're all cultivators from the Western Rong region!"

Aishebo said, "Give us two spots for the Poison Scorpion Alliance. Just two spots!"

Delong said, "If you give us two spots, the Poison Scorpion Alliance will owe you a favor! We two will also owe you a favor."

Many people gathered in the distance, watching from afar. They were all cultivators, and many were high-level cultivators, True Man-level experts. Even though Delong and Aishebo spoke softly, they could hear everything clearly.

Tairang glanced at the crowd and felt a headache. If he refused, he would completely offend the Poison Scorpion Alliance. But if he agreed, he knew many True Man-level experts would make similar requests, which was impossible to meet.

"I said, this camp isn't under my control!"

Old Thunderstorm couldn't help but shake his head, never knowing Tairang could be so indecisive.

Aishebo said, "Then who is in charge? Who makes the decisions?"

Old Thunderstorm had to step in. He said calmly, "I'm in charge. I make the decisions. Boy, there's no spot for you here!" He refused without any room for negotiation.

Delong angrily said, "Who are you? What are you?"

Old Thunderstorm smiled slightly and said, "Boy, it doesn't matter who I am. What matters is... I can kill you!"

A silver glow rose into the air, and Leixingfeng immediately recognized it as his grandfather's newly condensed thunder seal.

Instantly, the thunder seal emitted a dazzling light. Thunderstorm said, "Thousand Thunderstorm! Destroy them!"

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Dense thunderclaps suddenly echoed, like countless drums beating, causing a ground-shaking tremor. Countless lightning bolts as thick as buckets fell from the sky, guided by Old Thunderstorm, striking down.

Delong and Aishebo were terrified. They had no time to react. The speed of the lightning attack was second only to light-attribute cultivators, but its power exceeded that of light-attribute cultivators.

Aishebo fled frantically.

Delong didn't have time to escape. He only managed to release his protective Wheel Seal Force before the lightning struck him.

Tairang opened his mouth to speak but swallowed his words. He knew that if he interfered, it would cause his companions to turn against him. He felt a headache and could only watch as Old Thunderstorm acted.

Instant kill.

Delong was obliterated.

Aishebo escaped quickly, barely surviving. The main reason was that Old Thunderstorm targeted Delong. No one expected a Fifth Ring True Body Treasure Wheel Seal True Man to be unable to withstand even one move from Old Thunderstorm, which was terrifying.

After killing Delong, Old Thunderstorm turned his attention to Aishebo, and the thunder seal emitted a blinding light.

Aishebo fled extremely fast, already back to his team, shouting, "Run!" But he couldn't outrun the lightning.

Old Thunderstorm, to intimidate the surrounding people, fully activated the thunder seal, which unleashed countless lightning bolts. The Thousand Thunderstorm attack struck again.

Leixingfeng's mouth dropped open, staring in shock at the flashing lightning. He was truly frightened, never imagining his grandfather's thunder seal to be so powerful. With his basic cultivation knowledge, he realized that his grandfather was not a Sixth Ring True Body but likely a Seventh Ring True Body, or even higher.

The Thousand Thunderstorm rained down!

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