Birth of the Immortal’s Garden

Rumble rumble rumble….

Dark clouds knitted over the skies above the basin amidst the low rumble of thunder. After the sounds of thunder, numerous snakelike bolts of lightning coiled through the skies to converge to a single point before turning into nine thick bolts of purple lightning that struck down towards the basin's center.

The force was extremely potent and seemed to cause even the earth to tremble, and the Spirit Stage cultivators at the edge of the basin couldn't maintain their balance as they felt a surge of dizziness and a ringing in their ears. All of their Qi had been forced to flow in reverse, and none of them dared to continue watching until after fearfully running some hundred or so feet away. All their faces were dark and they didn't dare to get so close to the basin's edge any longer.