Lightning rumbled from within the crater, making it look eerie under the shade of the thunderclouds. But those standing by the crater had excitement on their faces. Aside from talent and comprehension, cultivators could only rely on encounters to grow stronger.

The Thundercloud Treasury might not be comparable to the empyrean’s tomb since it had only been fifteen years since it was sealed, but Lei Yunzi was still someone in the seventh soul stage of the Heavenly Soul Realm. He was a legend and the treasures he left behind were tempting to the Bloodwolf Clan and Three-Eagle Stronghold.

With such a temptation laid before them, no one could think about anything else. When Lin Yun arrived, he looked at the crater and fell into deep thoughts. This crater looked like a demonic nest and he could tell that this would be dangerous.

“The array left by that old geezer is really troublesome.” Bloodwolf sneered before giving a signal...