Lu Li bid farewell to the Blood Emperor after half a day.
After all, he still had a lot of things to do. He didn't know what was going on in the Nine Realms, so he was a little worried.
Blood Emperor didn't ask him to stay. He only said that he could visit him when he had the time.
Lu Li remembered the Blood Emperor's intention to befriend him. What was more, Lu Li was indebted to the Blood Emperor. Naturally, Lu Li was willing to make friends with this old friend.
Before he left, Astro Emperor said something that stunned Lu Li.
Astro Emperor said — if he was right, in one year and eight months, Lu Li would ascend to the Divinity.
He told Lu Li to work hard and conquer a large piece of land in the Divinity so that his descendants who ascended to the Divinity could have a chance to live under his protection.
Lu Li didn't pay much attention to the Art of Eight Trigrams but this time, he was shocked by Astro Emperor.
This made him skeptical about the theory of fate. Was it really as Star Emperor said? If one wanted to go against the heavens, the heavens could sense everyone's fate, and the strong could also borrow the power of heaven and earth to spy on the heavens' secrets.
If he really ascended in a year and eight months, he would be completely convinced by Star Emperor.
A person who could even predict when he would ascend was no different from a God. In fact, many Gods were inferior to him …
Leaving the Blood Emperor's residence, Lu Li decided to go to the entrance of the Prison of Thunder. He wanted to see if Little White could stand the thunderbolts in the Prison of Thunder.
The Blood Emperor was not far away from the entrance to the Prison of Thunder. If the Wicked Bead flew at full speed, it would take him one day at most.
However, the Deaf Taoist was still tending to his wounds. Lu Li had to slow down. Safety first.
Along the way, Lu Li finally arrived at the entrance to the Prison of Thunder after two days.
He did not go up rashly. Instead, he appeared in the outer hall and said to the Deaf Taoist who was healing his wounds, "Deaf Taoist, I am at the entrance to the Prison of Thunder. Is there anything I should be aware of?"
The Deaf Taoist's skin was still scorched, but his wounds had recovered. He opened his eyes and looked at Lu Li in confusion. "Lord, why are you going to the Prison of Thunder?
It's very dangerous there. Even if you're wearing god artifact armor, you might not be completely safe. "
"Don't worry, I'll just watch from the entrance. I won't take any risks," Lu Li shrugged.
The Deaf Taoist was relieved. He thought about it and said, "I will take you up. The gravity on the towering mountain in the Prison of Thunder is very strong. Lord, I don't think you can go up yet."
"Alright!"
Lu Li nodded and asked, "Do you want to rest for a few more days?"
"Everything's fine now!"
The Deaf Taoist answered casually, "It is just a flesh wound. My body recovers quickly.
The Magical Beasts of the Demon Region don't have many other abilities, but their bodies are strong. "
Since the Deaf Taoist had said so, Lu Li did not mind. He brought the Deaf Taoist out of the Wicked Bead. The Deaf Taoist grabbed Lu Li with one hand and walked toward the path.
As soon as he stepped onto the path, Lu Li felt like he was being pressed down by a mountain. Even with his strong body, he seemed to be unable to stand it.
"Burning Blood Divine Skill!"
Lu Li released the Burning Blood Skill to strengthen his physical body. The Deaf Taoist threw Lu Li a look but did not say anything. The Deaf Taoist took Lu Li and rushed on.
Lu Li had to admit that the Deaf Taoist's physical body was strong. He carried Lu Li halfway up the mountain before he could no longer stand the gravity and had to transform.
The Deaf Taoist sped up after the transformation. He carried Lu Li all the way to the top.
When they were about to reach the top, Lu Li could no longer move. The gravity here was horrifying. He would not be able to go up to the Prison of Thunder unless he was at the peak of the Semi-God Realm.
After the time for two incense sticks to burn, the Deaf Taoist finally took the last step. Many wounds on his body had opened up. He was grimacing in pain. He was a tough guy and he said nothing.
"Buzzing!"
Lu Li had already released the Relic armor. The Wicked Bead glowed. He could go in at any time. After a glare, he appeared at the peak of a small mountain.
What he saw was a desert, a scorched land. There were no flowers, trees, or any signs of living beings.
There wasn't even Xuan Qi in heaven and earth. It was like a dead land.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom ~"
Before Lu Li could look around, he heard a clap of thunder. He looked up and saw something that he would never forget.
In the distance, the sky was filled with thunderbolts. It was not raining, and there were no clouds.
However, from the sky above, thunderbolts were striking down, intertwining in the air like dragons of thunder.
Purple thunderbolts, white thunderbolts, black thunderbolts, silver thunderbolts, golden thunderbolts …
All kinds of thunderbolts were intertwining in the sky. In the distance, the sky had turned into an ocean of thunderbolts.
Lu Li did not know how far away he was, but he could feel the violent and horrifying energy. Lu Li's hair stood on end and his heart sank.
"Can a human go through that ocean of thunderbolts?"
Lu Li asked himself. Given his current abilities, he did not even have the courage to get close, let alone go through that ocean of thunderbolts.
"Swish ~"
All of a sudden, a bolt of silver thunderbolt appeared in the sky. Before Lu Li could react, the Deaf Taoist had grabbed him and dashed to the side.
"Bang!"
The thunderbolt landed nearby and disappeared into the mountain. Lu Li sensed it and frowned. "I don't think the thunderbolts are that strong."
"That is the weakest type of thunderbolts!"
The Deaf Taoist explained, "There are five types of thunderbolts in the Prison of Thunder. Silver thunderbolts are the weakest, followed by white, purple, gold, and black thunderbolts!
Black thunderbolts are the most horrifying. Even if I am struck by them, I will be killed instantly.
But … the entrance to the towering mountain is filled with black thunderbolts! "
"Eh …"
Lu Li did not know that thunderbolts could have different strengths. Soon, his eyes glowed. The Wicked Bead glowed as Little White appeared in his hand. Lu Li said to the ocean of thunderbolts in the distance, "Little White, this is the Prison of Thunder. There are five types of thunderbolts here. Black thunderbolts are the strongest, followed by gold, purple, white, and silver thunderbolts.
Try and see if you can stand the silver thunderbolts. If you can, you can cultivate here. "
"What?"
The Deaf Taoist blinked and looked at Little White with doubt.
This little guy did not seem strong. Was it sure that it could stand the thunderbolts in the Prison of Thunder?
"Squeak, squeak ~"
Little White's eyes glowed as soon as it saw the ocean of thunderbolts. If it were not for Lu Li's words, Little White would have dashed toward the ocean of thunderbolts.
"Swish ~"
Right at that moment, two thunderbolts came down from the sky nearby. One was white and the other was silver.
Holding his breath, Lu Li said, "Little White, try and see if you can stand it.
Do not force yourself! "
"Squeak, squeak!"
Whitey proudly raised its head and called out. Then, it rushed into the sky and charged towards the silver lightning.
Lu Li had forgotten to dodge to the sides. He kept his eyes on Little White. If Little White could not stand it, it would be blasted to death by the thunderbolts.
"Boom!"
Little White was struck by the silver thunderbolts in midair. It was smashed down. Its white fur was burnt off, and black smoke rose from its body.
Little White rolled around on the ground. There was a faint smell of burnt flesh …
"Phew, phew!"