World-Destroying Thunder Dragon Body
Hua Qiang's figure darted swiftly through the mountains and forests, his clothes fluttering wildly, like a black whirlwind.
He soon returned to his secluded courtyard. The courtyard was isolated, surrounded by lush bamboo, quiet and secluded, an excellent place for cultivation.
Standing in front of the door, Hua Qiang paused, a look of hesitation on his face.
He was considering that if he was not careful when refining the Thunder Spirit Pearl, it would cause a surge of Spiritual Power and a sudden burst of light, which would definitely cause quite a commotion.
He knew nothing about the Azure Cloud Sect, especially about this bead, which he had extorted from the Great Elder.
If he secretly sabotages me while I'm cultivating, will I be tricked by him?
Or perhaps the commotion is too great, arousing suspicion and covetousness from others.
Thinking of this, Hua Qiang turned around, lightly touched the ground with his feet, and shot off in the opposite direction like an arrow.
The familiar pool gradually came into view.
The pool water was as clear as a mirror, and under the sunlight, it shimmered, like tiny pieces of gold scattered on the surface.
The pool is surrounded by jagged rocks, with moss spreading freely, exuding an ancient and rustic atmosphere.
Without stopping, as Hua Qiang approached the pool, he suddenly pushed off with both legs, leaping up like Goshawk spreading its wings and rushing straight towards the waterfall.
The waterfall roars like a thousand horses galloping and howling, and the white curtain of water is like a natural barrier that blocks out the sky.
Hua Qiang was enveloped by a turtle-like sound, with a fire dragon swirling above it.
The water flow crashed against him, but was blocked by this Energy Shield, leaving him completely dry.
In the blink of an eye, he passed through the thick curtain of water and entered the cave behind the waterfall.
He discovered this cave by chance when he was trying to comprehend the power of the laws.
At that time, he was immersed in the mysterious world of laws, and his spiritual power spread in all directions like invisible tentacles, inadvertently probing into this hidden place.
Inside the cave, a musty, decaying smell permeated the air. The stone walls were damp, with water droplets constantly sliding down from above, the dripping sound echoing in the silent space like the heartbeat of time.
Stalactites of strange shapes hang from the cave ceiling, some resembling upside-down swords, others like blooming lotuses, their shadowy forms in the dim light giving them a mysterious and eerie feel.
Hua Qiang looked up and around, found a relatively flat spot, and slowly sat down cross-legged.
He took a deep breath, calming his slightly rapid heartbeat, then flipped his right hand, and an ancient-looking box quietly appeared in his palm.
The box looks ordinary, but the wood grain resembles the lines of time on a palm, crisscrossing and intertwined, yet it exudes a rustic and profound aura, as if carrying the secrets of long years.
Hua Qiang was focused, his fingers gently resting on the lid of the box. With a little force, the lid slowly opened, and a soft light spilled out, instantly illuminating his face.
Inside the box lay a perfectly round bead, resembling a miniature star, crystal clear, yet seemingly sealing within a world of thunder.
A small dragon, its body crackling with arcs of electricity and lightning, was meandering and swimming within. Its Dragon Scales shimmered and gleamed. With each movement of its body, it was accompanied by crackling sounds of electricity, like the roar of Thor, which made one's ears throb.
Hua Qiang carefully reached out and gently picked up the bead.
The moment I held the bead, a chill ran from my fingertips to my heart, as if I were touching a thousand-year-old ice in winter.
Immediately afterwards, wisps of electricity, like playful Elves, danced and weaved in his palm, bringing waves of numbing sensation.
The three words "Thunder Spirit Pearl" were like a brand, deeply engraved in his mind.
At the same time, a vague message quietly emerged, informing him that this item could be used for cultivation or body tempering, but its more detailed effects were as elusive as a fog.
Hua Qiang stared intently at the Thunder Spirit Pearl in his hand, his eyes filled with fervor.
He slowly closed his eyes, focused his mind and calmed his breath. After a moment, his cultivation technique quietly began to circulate. The Spiritual Power within his body was like a long-dormant lion, instantly awakened, surging and roaring along specific meridian routes.
The Spiritual Power surged like a raging tide, wave after wave rushing into his palm, tightly enveloping the Thunder Spirit Pearl.
At first, the Thunder Spirit Pearl trembled slightly, as if unwilling to be tamed. The Thunder Dragon inside bared its fangs and claws, and electric arcs flashed wildly, trying to break free from the restraint of Spiritual Power.
Hua Qiang increased his Spiritual Power output, veins bulging on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolling down his face.
With his persistent efforts, the Thunder Spirit Pearl gradually stabilized. A faint trace of Thunder Dragon Power, like strands of golden silk, slowly emerged from the pearl and gradually merged into his body along the "channel" opened by the Spiritual Power.
At first, when the Thunder Dragon Power merged in, it felt like countless steel needles were stabbing wildly inside his body. Hua Qiang's body stiffened abruptly, his face contorted, and he endured the excruciating pain.
However, the intense pain could not stop his cultivation.
He wants to become stronger, to become stronger quickly!
He detested this kind of life where people were the butchers and he was the fish on the chopping block; he wanted to be the one holding the pieces, not the pawns.
He wants to reach the very top in a very short time!
He wanted to go home; he didn't want his parents to worry, nor did he want to worry the women who loved him deeply...
But he knew that a butterfly must go through hardships to emerge from its cocoon; without experiencing wind and rain, how can one see a rainbow?
With a determined heart, he continued to guide the absorption of Spiritual Power.
As the Thunder Dragon Power was continuously poured in, Hua Qiang's blood and qi were like a beacon being lit, burning fiercely. The scalding heat surged through his meridians, widening and strengthening them wherever it went. The previously hidden impurities were refined and expelled one by one, turning into wisps of black smoke that were expelled from his pores.
The giant dragon formed from the Thunder Dragon Power became increasingly solid within Hua Qiang's body. The lightning and thunder flashing around his body illuminated his form, making him appear like a war god forged by lightning.
The dragon roamed freely along the meridians, each passage infusing its flesh and bones with immense power. Its once somewhat thin body was now taut with muscles, brimming with explosive power, and its skin shimmered with a faint metallic sheen, as hard as a rock.
Time passed slowly, Hua Qiang was immersed in the profound realm of cultivation, completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.
Outside the cave, darkness gradually fell, and night, like a black ribbon, quietly enveloped the earth. Only the waterfall continued to roar, playing its eternal symphony.
Inside the cave, Hua Qiang shone brightly, and the roar of the Thunder Dragon echoed endlessly.
The Thunder Dragon Power had gathered into a surging torrent within his body, completely transforming his physique.
As dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the water curtain and fell into the cave.
Hua Qiang suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of light shot out like lightning, piercing through the void.
At that moment, his body trembled slightly, and an incomparably powerful force burst forth from his limbs and bones, as if Primordial Giant Beast had awakened, causing the surrounding air to vibrate and hum.
Furthermore, a faint dragon's roar could be heard emanating from within his body.
"Extinguishing Thunder Dragon Body," Hua Qiang muttered to himself, a satisfied smile curving his lips.
He could clearly sense that his body was now as if it had been rebuilt, and every move he made contained World-destroying power, enough to secure a place for him in this turbulent world.