Chapter 3878: Thunder God

“Who exactly are you?” A soldier mustered up the courage to ask.

A thought flashed in Ling Han’s mind. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, and said calmly, “I am the Thunder God!”

God!

All the soldiers were slightly doubtful. Did Immortals look like this? Why was he not much different from them? But if he was not a god, how could he allow them to attack him without being injured?

“Don’t believe him!” a soldier suddenly said. “Perhaps, he’s wearing an inner vest refined from a rubber tree.”

“En!”

The other soldiers all nodded, and there was no longer any reverence in their eyes as they looked at Ling Han.

Ling Han thought for a moment, and suddenly came to a realization.

The Lightning High Priest had said before that the reason why he had been able to collect the lightning ore was because there was a kind of tree leaf that was actually immune to lightning. Thus, extracting the essence of this kind of tree and forging it into an inner armor would naturally be able to defend against lightning strikes.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and stretched out his hands. With a thought, he stimulated the lightning within the Celestial Cauldron. Instantly, the spears in the hands of those soldiers crackled with lightning.

F***, what was going on?

This time, the soldiers were once again dumbfounded.

If Ling Han was immune to lightning attacks, it was possible that he was wearing a special internal armor. However, being able to remote control the weapons in their hands was definitely a miracle.

They no longer had any doubts. They all put down their weapons, and bowed.

“Greetings, Thunder God!”

“Long live the Thunder God!”

All of them were in fear and trepidation, incredibly reverent.

Ling Han raised his hand, and said, “Rise.”

“Yes, Lord Thunder God!”

“I’ve lived for a long time in the Nine Heavens, and I’ve only just descended to the mortal world. Thus, I’m not familiar with the matters of the mortal world. So, who wants to tell me?” Ling Han casually said.

“Me!”

“Me!”

“Me! Me!”

Those soldiers all scrambled over one another, wanting to perform well in front of the “god”. Who knows, they may be able to live forever.

Ling Han asked questions, and they answered. Those that didn’t manage to seize the opportunity would even supply additional information.

In this area, the Zhou Clan was the ruler.

The Zhou Clan was a Core Formation Tier-level force, and there were as many as four Core Formation Tier grand elders. They mined the Lightning Stones to accumulate power, planning to conquer the Heavenly Clouds Mountain in a single stroke, and expand their force to a farther range.

The Heavenly Clouds Mountain was the territory of wild beasts, which also halted the course of the Zhou Clan’s expansion westward.

Why didn’t they expand east, north, and south?

That was because north and south were boundless seas, with inconceivably powerful wild beasts, as well as terrifyingly harsh weather, and east was a large grassy plain, with few people. Furthermore, there were no precious Celestial medicines, ores, so what was the use of occupying it?

Thus, the Zhou Clan could only accumulate power, and prepare to launch an attack on the Heavenly Clouds Mountain. As long as they could take down this bridgehead, they would be able to expand towards the west.

Ling Han asked a crucial question. These people were so prodigious, but why were they willing to become guards?

However, these people’s answers stunned Ling Han. This was because there were many people here who had reached the Foundation Building Tier in their twenties. They couldn’t be considered prodigies at all.

Even for Cauldron Forging Tier, the fastest would be around thirty years old, while the slowest would be forty years old, those who could reach that level would definitely have reached it. If they couldn’t reach it, then when their life force dried up, it would be even more impossible to reach it.

Hold on!

“Your vitality dried up after forty years old?” Ling Han asked.

“That’s right.” All the soldiers nodded. What was so strange about that?

“Your lifespans… are roughly?” Ling Han asked again.

“Usually seventies. If they maintain themselves well, it will be in the eighties or nineties. There are also some people who can live to a hundred years old.”

“Sigh, there are too few hundred-year-olds.”

“En, it can’t be helped. We cultivate with great exhaustion, and with additional injuries, it

would be good enough if we can live to eighty.”

‘F*ck! Foundation Building cultivators can only live to 70 or 80 years old?’

No, no, no, everyone, including Cauldron Forging Tier cultivators, Core Formation Tier cultivators, could only live for seventy to eighty years?

How was this possible?

Ling Han asked again, but it was still the same. The people of this world cultivated extremely fact, the lifes of those who cultivated in truth was

quickly, but they also died very

usually inferior to that of ordinary people.

It was as if they had expended all of their lifespan on cultivating, and paid the price of sacrificing a great amount of their lifespan to welcome the high speed of cultivation.

Thus, it wouldn’t be strange for a large number of Foundation Building Tier cultivators in their twenties to appear.

Ling Han was rendered speechless. After a moment of silence, he decided to pay a visit to the

Zhou Clan.

He flew on his Tool, and instantly disappeared.

This caused the soldiers to revere him as if he was a god, and they all knelt down. In this place, there was no such thing as flying on a Tool.

Thus, how could one fly unless they were a Heavenly God?

After Ling Han flew over multiple mountain ranges, he descended, and once again travelled on foot. If he used the Imminent Skyline, this was actually even faster than flying on a Tool.

After walking for a while longer, a city appeared ahead of him.

This city was very simple and crude, and there were no city walls either. If it was attacked, it was practically defenseless.

In truth, there was no need to build the city wall either, because this was the territory of the Zhou Clan, and there were no external enemies, so what need was there for the city wall? Ling Han entered the city and casually asked around. He discovered that he wasn’t the first outsider to enter this place. Instead, others had already arrived half a month ago.

The Zhou Clan was very polite towards outsiders, and treated all of them as esteemed guests, receiving them with fine wine and good food.

As a matter of fact, the most outstanding Young Master of the Zhou Clan, Zhou Miyang, was presently entertaining the outsiders that had just arrived at the Celestial Crane Pavilion.

Ling Han pondered for a moment before deciding to head over to take a look.

The Celestial Crane Pavilion was very close. After all, this city was only so big, so Ling Han

quickly arrived.

With a thought, he altered his appearance slightly. Then, using the Soul Awakening Technique, even his soul underwent a slight change. Only then did he walk into the building.

“Milord, are you here to attend Young Master Zhou’s banquet?” A waiter immediately

approached.

Ling Han nodded.

“Then please come with me.” This waiter brought him through the pavilion. The Celestial

Crane Pavilion was definitely not just a single pavilion, but had multiple courtyards that occupied an extremely large area.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a large garden. At this moment, a great many tables had been set up here, and each table was filled with people. Cups of wine exchanged, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.

Seeing Ling Han appear, everyone looked over. Seeing that he looked unfamiliar, they

withdrew their gazes.

Ling Han also swept an eye over them, feeling slightly disappointed. That was because he had

been thinking whether the empress, Lin Luo, and the others would appear here, but in the

end, there was only one person that he recognized.

-Song Lan.

No matter where this beauty ranked ninth on the Exquisite Leaderboard was, she would be

revered like the moon that was surrounded by stars. It was naturally no exception here, as countless people fought to gain her favour.

And beside her, there sat a handsome man. He was only in his early twenties, exuding a strong

heroic spirit.

Song Lan also cast a second look at Ling Han, because she felt that Ling Han looked very

familiar to her, but upon a closer look, not only was his looks not worthy of being remembered, even his spiritual fluctuations were completely unfamiliar to her. “Celestial maiden Song, what is it?” the man beside her asked, appearing extremely

concerned.

“Nothing.” Song Lan shook his head.

The young man looked towards Ling Han. Shua, his eyes were like blades, piercing painfully.