Thus, his level increased.

And getting struck by lightning allowed him to gain experience as well.

It was just 100,000 experience points, which was really a bit too little.

Based on the experience gained over these past few days, within a single rainstorm group, lightning would only strike the same target once.

It never struck a second time.

Lin Moyu shared his discovery with Dongfang Yao, and she also revealed a hint of surprise.

She had never heard of such a thing.

However, she could not endure being struck by lightning like Lin Moyu.

Without Damage Transfer, the raindrops alone would be enough to cause her fatal damage.

The two continued moving forward. Over the next few days, whenever they encountered a rainstorm group, Lin Moyu would actively go over to be struck by lightning.

It wasn't for the experience; Lin Moyu didn't care about such a small amount.

Every time he was struck by lightning, a trace of heat would remain. This heat was known as Creation Lightning.

His sixth sense told him that Creation Lightning was unusual; if accumulated to a certain amount, it might have some wondrous effect.

Looking at it this way, getting trapped in the Corpse Realm wasn't entirely a bad thing.

Chapter 368: If anything happens to Lin Moyu, I will slaughter the Dongfang Family.

Lin Moyu thought about what Meng Anwen had once told him.

Opportunities often coexist with danger.

Sometimes, the more dangerous a place is, the greater the opportunities hidden within.

And behind great opportunities, death is often hidden.

Lin Moyu firmly memorized this sentence. Now it seemed it was truly the case.

The Corpse Realm, which in Dongfang Yao's words was incomparably dangerous, a place where even God-level experts could possibly die, actually contained such a miraculous thing as Creation Lightning.

Lin Moyu kept seeking out lightning to strike him along the way. After a few days, he had been struck at least a hundred times.

The warm current within his body grew stronger and stronger, and Lin Moyu became increasingly happy.

Seven days had passed since they entered the Corpse Realm, and they had traveled over 3,000 kilometers in those seven days.

The direction Lin Moyu chose must be correct; the levels of the corpses were getting higher and higher. The corpses they encountered now were already over level 20.

After level 20 corpses were struck by lightning, they could evolve to level 24. The progress had slowed down.

This was because the experience gained from Creation Lightning did not change, and the higher the level, the more experience was required for leveling up.

Naturally, leveling up would slow down.

"Have you noticed a pattern?" Lin Moyu asked.

Dongfang Yao looked at him with slight confusion. "What pattern?"

Lin Moyu said, "Earlier I discovered that the corpses that leveled up after being struck by lightning left their original areas."

"So I suspect that corpses of different levels have their own activity areas."

Dongfang Yao's eyes lit up slightly. "If we follow the rule that the closer to the center, the higher the level of the corpses, as long as we follow the direction the corpses are moving, we can reach the center point."

Dongfang Yao was not stupid. With Lin Moyu's reminder, she immediately grasped it.

Lin Moyu nodded. "Exactly. That's why I've been adjusting our direction over these past few days; we shouldn't be going the wrong way."

Dongfang Yao only then noticed that over the past few days, Lin Moyu had indeed made several slight adjustments to their direction.

So he had been following the route of the corpses.

Seemingly thinking of something, her pretty face suddenly flushed slightly, and she blurted out, "I thought…"

"Thought what?" Lin Moyu looked at her strangely; he didn't know what this princess was thinking about.

Dongfang Yao whispered, "I thought that you were adjusting the direction these past few days to find rainstorms so you could get struck by lightning."

Lin Moyu's mouth twitched twice. A woman's thoughts were a bit strange.

"That is one aspect, but the most important thing is to find the path to the center."

Lin Moyu still wanted to return; the ancestral grounds of the Creation Academy were about to open, and he could not afford to miss it.

This concerned whether he could perform class sublimation during his Third Awakening.

Because his attributes had increased too much during his Second Awakening, the effect of class sublimation didn't seem to have manifested.

In fact, Lin Moyu knew very well that if not for class sublimation, his attributes couldn't have been this explosive.

It would be the same during his Third Awakening; he would complete two class sublimations to push his attributes to the limit.

At this moment, the outside world was in chaos.

Several major events had occurred in succession within the Shenxia Empire.

The military and the empire simultaneously issued a wanted order for former royal family members: Dongfang Tuo and Dongfang Shun.

The two had hidden away like rats, disappearing without a trace.

Sovereign Dongfang Yi gave the order, declaring the two guilty of treason against their race, betraying humanity, and they could be killed on sight.

The Shenxia Tower trial finally ended three days ago, after which Bai Yiyuan and Yan Kuangsheng arrived together at Fortress No. 9.

It was said that on that day, the killing intent in Fortress No. 9 soared to the heavens.

Several people were executed on the spot.

The third matter was that a nationwide sweep against the Demon Worshipping Society had been launched once again.

This operation would last for a long time, and it was unknown how many people would be executed.

However, for humanity, anyone connected to the Abyssal Demon deserved to die.

After leaving Fortress No. 9, Bai Yiyuan did not return to the White God Courtyard, but instead entered the Hall of Heroic Souls in Fortress No. 1 again.

Inside, he kept watch over Lin Moyu's soul mark.

Yan Kuangsheng returned to Shenxia Tower; ever since he returned, terrifying killing intent had consistently shrouded the palace like dark clouds.

People in Xiajing City could see that the sky above the palace was constantly shrouded in a layer of pitch-black clouds.

The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme, and all royal family members dared to be angry but dared not speak.

Who let the owner of the killing intent be Yan Kuangsheng? Might makes right.

On the fifteenth day after Lin Moyu went missing, a person arrived outside the palace.

She had a tall and graceful figure, a near-perfect appearance, long and straight legs, and radiated an astonishing charm.

Her arrival attracted countless gazes.

She moved with light steps toward the royal teleportation array outside the palace.

"Who are you?"

A guard unit watching the teleportation array immediately stopped her.

With a delicate laugh, two exquisite sharp swords appeared in her hands.

Swish, swish—a few sword strikes, with a posture as graceful as a dance.

This guard unit of exactly six people, with an average level exceeding 55, was collectively severely injured.

Then, with a few more sword strikes, she directly destroyed the teleportation array outside the palace.

Sharp alarms had already sounded within the palace, and experts within the palace flew into the sky, rushing toward this location.

"Audacious!"

"Dare to destroy the royal teleportation array, do you know what crime you have committed!"

These days, the royal family had been worried enough.

With dark clouds shrouding their heads, even breathing felt oppressive.

They hadn't expected someone to come knocking for trouble.

And it was a woman who was unbelievably beautiful.

Lin Mohan held dual swords, slowly ascending, standing gracefully in mid-air.

Her clear voice resounded throughout the entire palace, "From today on, no one from the royal family is allowed to leave the palace. Anyone who leaves will be killed without mercy."

The voice was melodious and pleasant, but the words were filled with killing intent.

"How bold!"

"You are truly tired of living."

Several royal family members who were top-tier Professionals sneered and attacked Lin Mohan simultaneously.

Lin Mohan lightly twisted her graceful figure; sword energy transformed into a dragon, instantly blasting the few top-tier Professionals back, leaving them severely injured and unable to rise.

As fellow top-tier Professionals, the vast gap between them was evident.

Lin Mohan acted as if she had done a trivial thing, her voice gradually turning cold, "If anything happens to Lin Moyu, I will slaughter your Dongfang Family!"

Inside the palace, in the great hall, Sovereign Dongfang Yi, the God-level expert Dongfang Zhan, and some elders of the family were gathered together.

They had originally intended to attack, but were stopped by Dongfang Yi.

"Infuriating, it's too infuriating, someone has actually come knocking on our door."

"Sovereign, why won't you let us attack?"

They were all shouting incessantly.

Dongfang Zhan said coldly, "When has our Dongfang Family ever suffered such indignity? Sovereign, what is your reason for stopping us?"

Dongfang Yi sighed, "Her name is Lin Mohan, she is Lin Moyu's elder sister."

The frustration the Dongfang Family had been feeling these days was all because of Lin Moyu.

But it wasn't just Lin Moyu who was trapped in the Corpse Realm; their princess was there too.

The royal family members had long had enough of the frustration; a few couldn't take it anymore and shouted aloud, "Even if we were in the wrong regarding General Lin, for her to openly come knocking on our door like this, where does that leave the face of the Dongfang Family?"

"I see she is only level 70; let me go over and send her away, at most I just won't hurt her."

Dongfang Yi shook his head. "It's not that simple. Lin Mohan is that person's disciple, the only disciple."

That person…

Everyone gasped.

The only person in the entire human race who could be referred to as 'that person' by Dongfang Yi was one individual.

The younger brother was a General himself, and also a disciple of the three top supreme gods: God Bai, Mad God, and God An.

The elder sister was even more monstrous; at such a young age, she had already reached level 70, her combat power was terrifyingly incomparable, and she had even been taken as a disciple by that person.

Everyone was cursing in their hearts.

Of all people to provoke, they had to provoke these two monsters.

Attack?

Who would dare to attack now?

If even a single hair on Lin Mohan was harmed, it was estimated that that person would strike directly, and it was possible they would wipe out the Dongfang Family.

How protective that person was of their own was a matter of historical record.

They had to swallow their anger.

They had to swallow their broken teeth.

Now they could only pray that nothing happened to Lin Moyu.