Golden Light Prefecture, Zheng Lei Peak.
Above the cloud dome, dark clouds piled thick, with blue lightning rolling within.
The falling snowflakes were directly evaporated by the lightning into mist, hazy in the high altitude.
In Zheng Lei Peak, the small courtyard where Li Qingshan resided.
It had long since become a sealed area.
No one was allowed to approach it casually, for the Divine Majesty here was too strong.
Even a cultivator who had achieved Divine Base Perfection would feel breathless, as if their entire body was being weighed down.
Faintly, countless Divinity nearly twisted into substance, as if to completely coalesce into the likeness of a deity.
A Divine Temple towered.
Inside the temple, the Statue of the Deity that performed Thunder Exorcism was entwined with innumerable lightning serpents drawn down from the heavens.
Li Qingshan, dressed in a green robe, sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion.