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"Uncle Jian!" Ning Fengzhi turned to Chen Xin, his eyes filled with unprecedented resolve. "There's no time to lose! We'll head to Little Lotus Mountain immediately, following the map!"

"We have to stop Uncle Gu! And... and we especially have to stop Zhao Linchuan!" The last few words were practically forced out through clenched teeth.

Chen Xin did not hesitate in the slightest. He grabbed Ning Fengzhi by the shoulder, sword qi erupting from his body like a blade drawn from its sheath. Braving the torrential thunderstorm, he became a heaven-shaking Long Rainbow and shot toward Little Lotus Mountain, marked on the map, at maximum speed!

The wind and rain were torn apart by the razor-sharp sword qi, leaving behind a fleeting trail of vacuum.

Meanwhile, at Little Lotus Mountain, the heart of the thunderstorm.

Fierce winds lashed bean-sized raindrops against their faces. The sky was ink-black, and only the pale lightning that occasionally tore through the heavens could briefly illuminate this Asura field atop the mountain.

Zhao Linchuan hovered in midair. The pair of azure Light Wings condensed from pure Soul Power behind his back fluttered violently in the gale, emitting a faint Azure Light that reflected against the thunder filling the sky.

His face was slightly pale, and a trace of un-dried blood remained at the corner of his mouth. Yet his gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, fixed firmly on Gu Rong, who floated opposite him with a violent, chaotic aura.

"Kid, why aren't you running anymore?" Gu Rong's voice was like a broken gong, filled with venom and a faint, barely perceptible fear.

Bone spurs protruded menacingly all over his body, while the phantom of a Bone Dragon flickered in and out beneath the lightning, making him look somewhat bedraggled.

He glanced around at the web-like, densely flickering arcs of electricity drawn down by twelve giant kites. Alarm bells rang wildly in his heart, but his words remained tough.

"Did you decide you couldn't get away and picked yourself a nice burial ground?"

Zhao Linchuan wiped the blood from his lips and flashed a teasing smile tinged with bloodlust. "Did you come alone?"

"Just one defeated opponent like you probably isn't enough."

"Oh~ right, Senior Gu, have you~ eaten yet?"

"You little bastard! You're at death's door, and you still dare to talk tough!" Gu Rong was thoroughly enraged, his killing intent boiling over. "I'll give you one last chance!"

"Kneel immediately, kowtow and admit your mistake, then acknowledge me as your foster father!"

"Considering how rare your talent is, I may spare your life and devote all my resources to nurturing you!"

"Otherwise... this will be where you're reduced to dust!" He loved watching those so-called geniuses struggle and collapse in despair before finally groveling and begging at his feet.

"Fuck your mother!" Zhao Linchuan spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his eyes full of undisguised contempt and madness. "How many aunts do you have to dare talk to me like that?"

He looked around once more at the thunder and lightning, his tone carrying a hint of regret. "Tsk. Looks like that old dog Qian Xunji really didn't send anyone... Miscalculation. All that preparation for nothing."

"Not only did I waste my feelings, I even forced myself to cough up a few mouthfuls of blood!"

The azure Light Wings behind him suddenly beat, halos rippling across them as their hum grew louder. "Gu Rong, if you've got the balls, catch me!"

"Let's see who gets buried in this thunder prison today!" Before his words had faded, he turned into a streak of azure light and charged through the raging thunder toward the twelve enormous kites high in the sky, each dragging countless lightning serpents behind it!

"You little bastard! Today, I'll grind your bones to ash!" Zhao Linchuan's arrogance completely ignited Gu Rong's fury. His Bone Dragon Martial Soul let out an earth-shaking roar, its pale light surging as it transformed into a vicious phantom Bone Dragon that pursued relentlessly!

This time, he was extremely cautious. He pushed his Soul Power protection to the limit, constantly guarding against Zhao Linchuan using Heavenly Lightning to ambush him again.

The two figures, one after the other, shot upward like arrows against the current, piercing through layers of rain and rampaging lightning serpents until they finally reached the core of the storm, ten thousand meters above the ground, where the thunder was most violent!

This place had long since become a sea of thunder and lightning!

Twelve gigantic Specialized Kites, like greedy Giant Mouths, madly devoured the violent power of thunder and lightning between heaven and earth.

Countless thick, dazzling blue-white lightning serpents raced and converged along the hardened steel chains, releasing scalp-numbing crackling explosions!

The air was thick with the pungent scent of ozone and an aura of destruction.

Looking at the apocalyptic scene before him, even Gu Rong, a Titled Douluo, could not help feeling his heart pound in terror. An instinctive shudder rose from the depths of his soul.

But he forcibly suppressed his fear and laughed wildly with a fierce facade concealing his weakness. "Hahahaha! Kid! You summoned such Heavenly Might—are you planning to perish with me?"

"If that's the case, I advise you to stop dreaming." He looked at Zhao Linchuan with disdain. "With nothing but the body of a mere Soul Saint, you think you're worthy?!"

Zhao Linchuan turned a deaf ear to his mockery.

His cold gaze locked onto the enormous rock core below, wrapped in countless iron chains and suspended beneath the thunderclouds.

He slowly raised his left hand. On it was a thick dark-gray glove made from a special blend of graphite and insulating materials.

"Break!" With a low shout, Zhao Linchuan swung the Green Light Sword in his right hand, sending a sharp sword qi precisely at the crucial point where the massive rock connected to the kites' iron chains!

Boom!

The sword qi struck, and the giant rock instantly shattered!

"Kid! What are you doing?!" Gu Rong's face changed drastically!

The rock's collapse meant the kites had lost their stable anchor point.

More importantly, it meant that the terrifyingly accumulated power of thunder and lightning had lost its only channel of release!

The violent current surged back along the main iron chain in an instant, like a flood bursting through a dam!

Zhao Linchuan's left hand, clad in the graphite glove, resolutely grabbed the main iron chain that had gathered endless lightning!

Crack—!!!

An incomparably blinding white light erupted, instantly devouring everything!

That graphite glove, which claimed to be insulating, was like paper before such terrifying Heavenly Might. It was instantly vaporized into dust by the raging current!

The world-destroying power of lightning blasted into Zhao Linchuan's body without obstruction!

"Aargh—!!!"

Zhao Linchuan let out a shriek so miserable it no longer sounded human!

His body was instantly swallowed by dazzling lightning!

Blood sprayed wildly from his seven orifices like crimson arrows! His skin split apart, blackened and charred, billowing thick smoke!

The violent current rampaged through his body, destroying and tearing apart his meridians, scorching his internal organs!

If not for the immense pulling force of the twelve giant kites holding him tightly in place, he would have already plummeted like a meteor!

"Hahahahahaha!" Seeing Zhao Linchuan's incomparably miserable figure convulsing in the lightning like a piece of charred coal, Gu Rong burst into thunderous laughter, filled with the thrill of vengeance and twisted satisfaction!

What could possibly be more satisfying than watching an enemy suffer a backlash from the very power he had summoned, wishing he were dead?

"Cough, cough... Pfft!" Zhao Linchuan spat out another mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his entire body like a broken doll.

Yet at the very edge of such extreme pain and death, an indescribable torrent of Soul Power—so immense it seemed on the verge of exploding—began to surge madly through his lightning-tempered, nearly shattered meridians!

This Soul Power was violent, scorching, and filled with destructive force. Its quantity was several times greater than before!

It was like countless red-hot steel needles darting through his body, bringing pain even more terrifying than death!