Edge of the Thunderstorm Cloud Sea.

Fang Qingyu and his team stood on the scorched ground, with a wall of churning purple clouds ahead that seemed to inhale and exhale electric serpents, the deafening thunder like a battle drum beating ceaselessly in everyone's chest cavity.

The strong ozone scent in the air and the pervasive static made their exposed skin tingle.

"Check your equipment, push your Protective Qi Blood to the limit." Wei Banmeng's voice came through the communicator, clear and steady in everyone's earpieces, "Once inside, follow the planned formation. Brother Chu will lead, Brother Lu on the left wing, I'll take the right, Qingyu will support the center, and Xiaojiang in the core. Keep the communication channel silent, speak only when necessary, use text communication. Move out!"

As his words ended.

Chu Kuanglan let out a low roar, his Qi Blood surging, his bronzed skin shining with a metallic luster, like a humanoid fortress, he was the first to charge into the swirling purple mist.

Hiss—!

As if passing through a layer of viscous, cold jelly.

His vision was instantly compressed to the extreme.

The dense, impenetrable purple mist swirled, thick as liquid, reducing visibility to less than ten meters!

In the dimness.

Only those stark white blasts of lightning deep within or near the clouds could briefly tear through this purple chaos, bringing a moment of blinding brightness, soon swallowed again by thicker darkness.

Boom! Rumble!!!

The thunder was no longer distant but seemed to explode right overhead!

Each immense clap carried a substantial shockwave, churning their Qi Blood, causing earaches, with even the scorched earth beneath slightly trembling.

"Damn... this noise is ten times more terrifying than outside!"

Chu Kuanglan's voice came through the communicator, carrying a bewildered buzz from the shock.

"Cut the chatter, watch where you're going!"

Lu Jiuyuan's voice followed, remaining calm.

Fang Qingyu was in the center, steadily holding Jiang Wei's hand with his left, night vision long activated.

In his field of view, the dense fog was no longer an obstacle.

Those black title markers representing Life Ghosts were as clear as fireflies in the night vision.

[Corrosive Poison Thunder Lizard], [Plasma Worm], [Shadow Claw Hunter]...

They lay lurking behind rugged scorched rocks, nestled in deep crevices flowing with dark red lava, or even hung upside down from charred, grotesque purple-black vines overhead.

Silently, waiting for prey to walk into their embrace.

Yet, under night vision's insight, their stealth was futile.

"Left front boulder, three lizard-type Life Ghosts."

Fang Qingyu's voice calmly sounded through the communicator, as his left hand raised slightly, a concentrated Platinum Qi Line silently shot out, disappearing into the dense mist.

Pop pop pop!

Three light pops, accompanied by a few short hisses that abruptly ceased.

"Right wing, rock crevice, two worms." Fang Qingyu warned again.

Lu Jiuyuan's blade flashed like a phantom, causing two muffled splattering sounds.

"Vines overhead, Shadow Claw Hunter."

Without lifting his head, Fang Qingyu flicked upwards with the Dragon Sparrow Blade Sheath in his right hand, unleashing a Dark Red Tribulation Fire Qi silently.

Sizzle!

A sharp shriek, as a twisted shadow engulfed in dark red flames fell from the vines.

The team pressed forward through the dense fog and thunder with difficulty and determination.

Fang Qingyu's warnings were like a precise radar, each utterance accompanied by the instant demise of one or several lurking Life Ghosts.

Chu Kuanglan spearheaded the path with brute force, smashing through obstructing scorched rocks and leveling small lava pits.

Lu Jiuyuan and Wei Banmeng acted like two agile razors, silently eliminating potential threats from the sides and rear.

Jiang Wei was securely protected at the center, her small face hidden behind a special anti-static scarf, revealing only a pair of clear and calm eyes, closely following Fang Qingyu's steps.

Though the threat of the Life Ghosts was greatly mitigated by Fang Qingyu, the harshness of the environment far exceeded expectations.

The dense fog not only obstructed vision but carried a cold dampness that continuously eroded their Protective Qi Blood, consuming everyone's strength.

The ground was slippery beyond compare.

Pocked with deep pits struck by lightning and flowing with hidden lava streams, each step demanded full concentration.

The omnipresent violent charges made their hair stand on end, skin continually tingling with pinprick sensations, disrupting the stable flow of their Qi Blood.

Even more deadly were the terrifying Thunders that could strike from any direction without warning!

Sometimes it was twisting electric serpents descending from deep within the clouds, tearing through the fog, striking the distant ground with bursts of scorched stones and lava.

Other times it was a thick, stark white lightning bolt dropping vertically from the mist overhead without warning, carrying the aura of total destruction, the closest strike even less than twenty meters to the side of the team!

Boom——!!!

The immense explosion's shock wave hit their Protective Qi Blood, carrying scorching air currents and flying debris, staggering even Chu Kuanglan.

"Damn it! Is Thunder God and Thunder Mother having a party here?!"

Chu Kuanglan swore in the communicator, startled but relieved.

"Enough with the jokes, stay on guard!"

Wei Banmeng's cold voice carried an indisputable firmness.

In such an environment, the team's advance was pushed to the extreme.

Several hours passed, based on the rudimentary locator on their wristwatches, they'd only advanced less than ten kilometers into the Thunderstorm Cloud Sea.

The sky, if the churning purple cloud sea could be considered a sky, seemed even dimmer, and the fog felt heavier and denser.

"Rest here for two hours."

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