On the contrary, Ye Qinghuan didn't want it to be a thunderstorm that was too powerful.
Let alone the top-ranked sky thunder, even if you give Ye Qinghuan a top-50 sky thunder, let alone conquer it, it can destroy Ye Qinghuan in an instant.
This is also the reason why Ye Qinghuan has always been afraid.
If he takes action forcefully, he may not be able to conquer this thunder. Even if he can conquer it, it will take a lot of time.
Moreover, the process is very dangerous and he cannot be disturbed.
"But I'm not completely sure yet. The power of thunder on the eighth level has hindered my consciousness. I still need to go deeper!"
Ye Qinghuan murmured in a deep voice.
He no longer hesitated and walked towards the eighth floor.
What surprised him was that no one was guarding the entrance to the eighth floor.
Isn't Nine Swords Peak afraid of core disciples entering the eighth level without permission?
But Ye Qinghuan soon understood.
The eighth floor is full of violent thunder power. What you can see in front of your eyes is a vast expanse of white. The power of thunder seems to be able to swallow people instantly.
If these core disciples dare to come in, they may be wiped out in an instant.
Ye Qinghuan's eyes turned cold and he walked directly into the eighth floor.
"Crack!"
Bolts of thunder struck Ye Qinghuan instantly.
Ye Qinghuan was somewhat familiar with the power of these unpurified thunders. Indeed, these thunders had the aura of thunder.
The power of the thunder was so terrifying that it hit Ye Qinghuan like a missile exploding, almost tearing his flesh apart.
"Like walking towards the depths!"
Ye Qinghuan did not hesitate and continued walking deeper.
If Ye Qinghuan guessed correctly, the source of thunder is on the ninth floor.
If it is the Tianlei that Ye Qinghuan wants, you will know if you go down there.
On the eighth floor, walking is very difficult, and every step requires paying a heavy price.
Fortunately, Ye Qinghuan's strength is terrifying enough.
This walk lasts ten minutes.
"As expected...you're still here!"
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qinghuan.
He sat more than ten meters in front of Ye Qinghuan, bathing in the thunder of the eighth floor, and was not affected at all.
Ye Qinghuan's brows wrinkled slightly.
The man turned around indifferently, and he was suddenly a white-haired old man, as if he was dying, with wrinkled skin and messy white hair.
Such an image would probably die at any time, let alone in the eighth floor of thunder, even in a sanatorium.
He was actually able to stay safe and sound on the eighth floor of the Thunder Tower.
"If my guess is correct, you must be the sect master of Nine Swords Peak."
Ye Qinghuan stared at the dying old man and said directly.
"You guessed it right."
The old man did not deny it, and nodded immediately, but a burst of light suddenly burst out in his eyes, pointing directly at Ye Qinghuan.
"Then what should I call you?
Duguxiao, or...Ye Qinghuan?"
Ye Qinghuan!
This old man, the sect leader of Nine Swords Peak, actually called out Ye Qinghuan’s name!
"You know me?"
Ye Qinghuan was slightly surprised, but not nervous at all.
Although he didn't want to be exposed, he wasn't afraid.
"Chinese God of Death, worldly evildoer, who in the ancient world doesn't know you."
The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.
"Ling Feng, a monster like Duguxiao is nothing compared to you. Even law enforcers and arbiters have all been defeated in your hands."
"The innate elders of more than a dozen sects have fallen into your hands one after another, and your disciples have become peerless monsters trained by the law enforcers."
"This kind of you has already resounded throughout the ancient world. I just didn't expect that you would actually appear."
Ye Qinghuan looked calm and asked directly: "How did you know it was me?"
"Liu Qingshan reported to me that he met a peerless genius who was young and innately powerful and killed the deputy commander of Sihai City."
The old man looked calm and said calmly, then shook his head with a wry smile.
"Besides you, I really can't think of anyone else who can be so defiant."
Ye Qinghuan was silent for a while.
He knew that he would be exposed soon.
Because he killed Luo Dongfeng and Tang Shanhe of Sihai City, Zi Mansion could not suppress this matter for too long.
Soon, someone will know.
There may not be anyone who doubts Ye Qinghuan's identity, but it doesn't matter to him. As long as he can obtain the sky thunder, his hidden injuries can be recovered.
When the time comes, just kill him and turn everything upside down.
"Then what do you want, kill me?"
A sharp light flashed in Ye Qinghuan's eyes.
Although he was injured, he was not afraid of taking action against the sect leader of Nine Swords Peak.
"There should be no hatred between you and our Nine Swords Peak. Besides, you are still the core disciple of our Nine Swords Peak. Why should I fight with you?"
The leader of Nine Swords Peak shook his head and said.
"Besides, I may not be your opponent."
More than a year ago, the young man in front of him was able to fight the Judge. Now, his strength must be even more terrifying.
The leader of Nine Swords Peak really has no confidence.
"Since you guessed that I'm coming, you should know why I'm here."
Ye Qinghuan said directly.
Disciple of Nine Swords Peak.
Is there any sect in this world that is qualified for Ye Qinghuan to become a disciple?
"Of course I know that our Nine Swords Peak cannot keep you! With your talent and achievements, I am afraid that even I, the sect leader, will not look down on you.
So, I just want to exchange for your friendship."
The old man shook his head slightly, revealing a bitter smile.
"You should have figured out that I don't have much time left. If I can't break through, I'm afraid it will be gone.
Nine Swords Peak has long been coveted by other sects. If possible, I want you to protect Nine Swords Peak!"
Ye Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he shook his head.
The old man was stunned. Ye Qinghuan, wouldn't he even agree to this request?
If he dies, who can keep the Nine Swords Peak in the future?
"Nine Swords Peak, you should protect it yourself, I don't have so much time."
Ye Qinghuan said calmly, "However, I have a way to let you live a few more years."
"What?"
The leader of the Nine Swords Peak suddenly shook his body.
Who would want to die if they could live?
Give him a few more years and he will have more hope of breakthrough!
"Okay, let's wait until I come out. I want to go deeper and take a look."
Ye Qinghuan said directly, took a step forward, and walked inside.
"You can't get in. Even I can't bear the power of the thunder inside.
Moreover, the ninth floor is guarded by formations. It is an ancient formation that even our ancestors from Nine Swords Peak cannot enter. If your goal is the source of thunder, I am afraid you will be disappointed."
The old man shook his head slightly.
"Wait for me here!"
Ye Qinghuan shook his head and walked directly inside without looking back.
The surging thunder kept bombarding Ye Qinghuan's body.