Observation

In the depths of the mountains.

On a secluded peak outside a hidden mountain stronghold, dozens of monks and Taoist priests gathered together, looking down at the stronghold below.

"It's unbelievable. I never thought that one day we would actually witness the true and formidable power of the thunder art..."

Watching the scene below where hundreds of bandits were crying and begging for mercy, the dozens of monks and Taoist priests standing on the peak couldn't help but tremble with excitement, their eyes burning with fervor.

Inside the stronghold, cries rang out continuously as hundreds of bandits fled in all directions, their eyes filled with despair.

Yu Taiyuan was among these dozens of monks and Taoist priests.

At this moment, he employed the Qi Detecting Skill and saw that above the stronghold, a gray mist had collapsed. Within this mist formed by the convergence of countless bandits, a dense black calamity qi suddenly appeared, firmly enveloping the gray mist.