Heavenly Silkworm Metamorphosis

After plunging into Thunder Lake, every clash on the shore, including Old Man of Snow Ridge Mountain, the martial arts Celestial, no longer had the slightest connection to Xiang Yang.

Because even if he wished to seek revenge in the future, the prerequisite was that he survived.

Yes, whether any future had anything to do with Xiang Yang depended solely on whether he could survive this desperate situation.

The water of Thunder Lake was dead water, clear and free of any impurity, for there was no life within it—no fish, shrimp, crabs, or any other creatures.

Yet it was also water of life, because it contained thunderous power accumulated and nurtured over countless years. Thunder represented destruction, but it often also represented vitality.

An ordinary person who fell into water might drown, but one who fell into Thunder Lake would be torn apart by endless thunder qi until reduced to fragments, becoming tiny pieces of drifting flesh and vanishing without a trace.

Xiang Yang should originally have been unable to avoid such an end. His good fortune lay in the fact that he had previously consumed the Spring of Life, granting him formidable recovery abilities and vitality. He had also refined his physique and traveled far along the path of essence cultivation. Thus, even as his body was destroyed, it repaired itself, and he did not immediately die.

However, this state was no different from death. So long as he could not escape Thunder Lake, the speed at which his body repaired itself would sooner or later fail to keep up with the lake's destructive power. He would still be unable to escape death.

The remaining sliver of life lay in the Heavenly Silkworm Nine Transformations Xiang Yang had created in his early years. Its qi arts were boundless, its