The True Face of Wrath of the Firmament!

"All combat teams, attention."

"Due to the battle developing differently from expectations, the Military Department has decided to temporarily halt the offensive and convene an emergency meeting."

"Once the meeting concludes, we may launch another offensive. Therefore, do not stray far from your positions."

Hearing Qu Shi's words, Meng Nanxi sighed softly.

"Clashing with Demon Kings whose intelligence surpasses that of ordinary humans is truly a headache!"

"The main problem is that our position is unfavorable as well."

Jiang Chuan pointed at the distant mountain peaks. "Once we keep advancing and reach the mountainous area, if the Sparrow Demon King commands the demonic beasts to charge out, it will be easy for them to split us apart and surround us."

"At that point, the Sparrow Demon King can gather numerous avian demonic beasts, devour one portion of us first, and deal us a severe blow."

Concentrate superior forces to eliminate a small portion of the enemy, then expand the gains bit by bit.

This tactic was the most common, but also the most effective.

"Right now is actually the hardest stage."

Song Zhiyi said worriedly, "The higher-ups have predicted the tactics the Sparrow Demon King might employ and made arrangements to counter them. But what if the Sparrow Demon King has anticipated the new tactics formulated by the higher-ups?"

"Let the higher-ups worry about that."

As Jiang Chuan spoke, he headed toward the driver's cabin.

The forces attacking in the direction of Changcheng numbered a full eighty thousand.

At a time like this, a single mistaken decision could result in tens of thousands of casualties.

Even Seventh Realm or Eighth Realm Cultivators would not make such a decision lightly.

Jiang Chuan felt that the results would not come until at least the afternoon, perhaps even evening.

He did not intend to waste this time. He planned to use it for cultivation.

Opening the backpack placed in the rear seat, Jiang Chuan took out a Golden Thread White Jade Fruit.

"I wonder how much this Golden Thread White Jade Fruit can strengthen my origin?"

Breathing in its rich fragrance, Jiang Chuan took a large bite of the Golden Thread White Jade Fruit.

The Golden Thread White Jade Fruit melted the instant it entered his mouth, turning into a pool of icy liquid that flowed down his throat and into Jiang Chuan's body.

Jiang Chuan felt every pore on his body opening.

In three bites, he swallowed the entire Golden Thread White Jade Fruit.

A peculiar energy, like the one that emerged when he absorbed Moon Dew, surfaced within Jiang Chuan's body.

Unlike the thin wisps from the Moon Dew, this peculiar energy was as thick as a baby's arm.

This peculiar energy split into two streams. One was like a babbling current, flowing into his Four Limbs and Hundred Meridians.

As the peculiar energy fused with him, Jiang Chuan felt his muscles grow more powerful, his skin more resilient, and his strength increase once again!

The other stream was like a carp striving to leap the Dragon Gate. It swam continuously up his spine, entered his Sea of Consciousness, and was absorbed by the translucent Yin Spirit.

As the translucent Yin Spirit absorbed this peculiar energy, it began to grow larger and more solid.

When the peculiar energy had been fully absorbed, the Yin Spirit had grown a full two inches taller.

Although most of its body remained translucent, its left arm had completely solidified!

"After my origin strengthened, both my physical body and Yin Spirit have grown much stronger!"

Jiang Chuan clenched his fist and felt the changes within his body.

"If I ran into that Wild Boar Demonic Beast again, even without Song Zhiyan's help, I should be able to kill it, right?"

As he thought, Jiang Chuan took the Black Bamboo Joint from his backpack.

Jiang Chuan looked at the bamboo joint, curiosity rising in his eyes.

"After absorbing the Golden Crystal, Falling Cloud Thunder turned Silver White. I wonder what changes will happen after the spiritual power cultivated from Wrath of the Firmament absorbs the Black Bamboo Joint?"

As he thought, Jiang Chuan placed his palm on the bamboo joint and circulated Wrath of the Firmament.

At once, wisps of Black Mist flew out from the bamboo joint and drilled into Jiang Chuan's body.

Cold!

So cold!

Bone-piercing Cold Intent spread through Jiang Chuan's entire body. He felt like a traveler forgotten amid ice and snow, whose life could be stolen by the wind and blizzard at any moment.

The Black Mist entered Jiang Chuan's body, flew along his flesh and Meridians, entered his dantian, and settled into the milky-white spiritual power he had cultivated through Wrath of the Firmament.

Like a drop of ink falling into clear water, the milky-white spiritual power rapidly began to turn black.

Boom!

At that moment, the Silver White Falling Cloud Thunder seemed to sense something and let out a muffled sound.

"Why has Falling Cloud Thunder been stirred as well?"

Jiang Chuan's gaze flickered as he thought without pause.

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Could it be that for Wrath of the Firmament to reach its supreme realm, Wind and Thunder must Complement Each Other? No, more precisely, yin and yang must unite to give rise to a Magnetic Field and an Electric Field!"

As everyone knew, changes in a Magnetic Field caused electric currents to arise.

The Electric Field and Magnetic Field shared a relationship of mutual dependence and mutual transformation.

A changing Electric Field produced a Magnetic Field, while a changing Magnetic Field produced an Electric Field.

The two were like yin and yang: extreme yang gave birth to extreme yin, and extreme yin gave birth to extreme yang.

"Yes! It must be so! The spiritual power cultivated from Wrath of the Firmament combines with Falling Cloud Thunder, transforming to produce a Magnetic Field and an Electric Field!"

Jiang Chuan muttered continuously, "Through changes in the Magnetic Field and Electric Field, it can influence heaven and earth and draw lightning and Transcendent Factors together to form lightning, just like Four Ounces Deflecting a Thousand Pounds!"

"It truly achieves, 'Your heart is Heaven's Heart; your wrath is heaven's wrath!' With a turn of thought, heaven and earth can change color, summoning Ten Thousand Thunders Falling Together!"

"This is the true face of Wrath of the Firmament!"

"First, use the Power of Yin and Yang to construct a Magnetic Field and an Electric Field. Then draw upon the Power of Five Elements to further stabilize and expand the Magnetic Field and Electric Field!"

The more Jiang Chuan thought, the brighter his eyes became. He felt that this World-Shaking Divine Technique, Wrath of the Firmament, no longer held the slightest secret before him!

"Once I finish absorbing the yin-attributed energy within this bamboo joint, I can try constructing a Magnetic Field and an Electric Field, then attempt to draw upon the power of lightning!"

At the thought of being able to summon thunderbolts with a wave of his hand like the Thunder God of myth and legend, Jiang Chuan could not stop the corners of his mouth from rising.

By dusk, Jiang Chuan had finally absorbed all the energy within the bamboo joint.

His originally milky-white spiritual power had become Pitch Black Like Ink, while also giving off bone-piercing Cold Intent.

It formed a stark contrast with the spiritual power cultivated from the Great Sun Slaughtering God Technique, which radiated a Burning Aura.

"Jiang Chuan, you skipped lunch. Are you skipping dinner too?"

Hearing Kang Bo's voice, Jiang Chuan felt the hunger rising from his abdomen.

"Coming."

The moment he opened the car door, Jiang Chuan smelled a rich aroma of meat.

Swallowing his saliva, Jiang Chuan quickly went over and sat beside the campfire.

"I thought you'd already succeeded in cultivating immortality, eating mist and swallowing dew like an Ancient Cultivator."

Seeing Jiang Chuan sit down, Song Zhiyan said, "Looks like missing one meal is your limit. But I think you should challenge yourself and skip another."

"Did I come here to eat?"

Jiang Chuan picked up his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of roasted meat.

"I came here to supervise Classmate Song's nutrient intake. I hope you grow taller soon and become someone who can stand in front of me."

"Jiang Chuan, you're still thinking of using Zhiyan as a shield?" Meng Nanxi's face was full of smiles.

"Zhiyan really should grow a little taller," Song Zhiyi said with a laugh.

Song Zhiyan roared, "Jiang! Chuan! You bastard!"

"Classmate Song, be ladylike. Watch your image. Don't go shouting over every little thing."

As Jiang Chuan spoke, he picked up another piece of roasted meat and put it into his mouth.

"Ladylike my ass! I'm going to beat the hell out of you right now, you bastard!"

Song Zhiyan sprang to her feet, her large eyes practically spitting fire.

Just then, Qu Shi's voice came from the Military Radio once more.

"All combat teams, attention. The latest Combat Order will now be issued."