The Duke of Thunder shivered while casting a spell: "In response to the Queen Mother of the West, I aimed, aimed, aimed accurately! But the person lying in that pit of death, the surrounding aura is rather sinister..."

The heavenly thunder he unleashed was always deflected in the last few yards!

Clearly, the coffin lid beside the person was split open, yet the person remained unscathed, making him want so badly to jump to the mortal realm, stand on the person’s coffin lid, and discharge right at their head, just to see if he still couldn’t hit!

The Queen Mother of the West, with her freshly done long nails, poked at the Immortal Peach, seemingly deep in thought: "It’s not that the aura is sinister, it’s that the placement of the coffin is problematic..."

Piercing through the miles of cloud layers and dense rain and fog, seven coffins buried beneath Qingcheng Mountain are arranged into a perfect Hexagram Array.

"It’s a Soul Summoning Array, a formation that needs heavenly thunder to be activated."

"Hah! My lady, these clay figurines have rebelled against heaven, even scheming to have us strike them to activate their array! I, I won’t strike them, let’s see how anxious they’ll get!"

The Duke of Thunder blew his beard in a face full of being played with rage.

No wonder he couldn’t hit.

Who knew.

The Queen Mother of the West snorted coldly: "Strike, why not strike."

"But my lady, that person was supposed to die tonight, they must be doing it on purpose, trying to steal the Spiritual Power of our heavenly thunder to summon and resurrect, we absolutely can’t let them succeed."

"Well, let’s see if they’re capable of stealing it. In this universe, I’m curious to see which clay figurine can withstand the Spiritual Power of our 81 strikes of heavenly thunder."

The Duke of Thunder instantly straightened his back, his eyes began to shine.

That’s right, even if he couldn’t hit, the powerful Spiritual Power would reverberate through the entire array, the soul of any mortal dare not dream of returning, more likely it will be shattered, ground into flesh.

Let him taste the consequences of defying the gods!

"Boom—!"

"Rumble—!"

The dense sound of thunder instantly filled the sky above Qingcheng Mountain.

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The lightning caused intense electrical fluctuations in the cloud layer.

Causing all flying objects near Qingcheng Mountain to flip over in chaos.

An airplane was descending through the clouds, encountering this sudden change, the pilot almost couldn’t control the joystick, letting out a "Wow" and vomiting.

The passengers in the cabin all had their faces dramatically changed, except for the man in the center whose expression remained unchanged, he snorted coldly: "This little spectacle, useless fools."

Just recovering from the tumbling, everyone got cursed by Nangong Mo: "..."

Thinking, Fourth Master is indeed twisted, normal people would be terrified out of their wits facing such drastic change, right?

If things go wrong, the plane might crash, and lives would be lost!

Aside from Fourth Master, who wouldn’t be dizzy and vomiting everywhere?

Wait, there might be someone else quite twisted too...

Everyone’s gaze gathered on the seat next to Nangong Mo, a young man dressed as a student.

Gu Jingyan sat quietly, although his face was pale, he was neither panicked nor vomiting, staring intently at the cloud layer in the night sky, pondering something unknown.

What’s the meaning of not having women around Fourth Master and bringing a student guy?

Could it be a new kind of romance to watch lightning with a man at midnight?

The attendants were unsure of the purpose of the trip, but in the cabin, Master Wu Ming who sat behind Nangong Mo had some idea.

He wiped his mouth and, finally steadying his mind, lowered his voice: "Fourth Master, the thunderstorm is so fierce, when will the array be activated?"

Though it’s him helping to set up the formation, he only knows very little, if not for curiosity about the final effect of the array activation, he wouldn’t risk sitting on a plane through the thunderstorm to come and observe together.

Nangong Mo coldly and somewhat disdainfully said: "Already activated."

Wu Ming was shocked: "This...this...but didn’t see the activation key..."

No matter how powerful the array, someone needs to cast a spell as a trigger for it to take effect.

What he’s most curious about is what kind of high-ranking person Nangong Mo invited, one he doesn’t know, more powerful than him, to activate this array.

Nangong Mo’s answer triggered his doubt again—

"The trigger? Of course, it’s using the will of heaven, for my purposes!"