"Junior Cultivator, have you come?"
Lu Xuan was observing the situation in the Thunder Beast's territory when a sound like a muffled thunder rumbled in his ears.
Immediately after, the Seventh Grade Green Horn Thunder Son, entering its declining phase, appeared before his eyes.
Its mountain-like body seemed a bit slow, yet with each step covering tens of feet and accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, it reached Lu Xuan in an instant.
"I have seen my senior!"
Lu Xuan quickly bent over to pay his respects and spoke with deference.
"This junior had matters to attend to in the Thunder Sea and happened to encounter this Thunder Beast, my good friend, who brought me here to visit you, senior, and to see if I could perhaps help you clear some of the newly formed Thunder Death Crystals."
"Your concern is appreciated."