Lightning Pool Holy Land

The Bashu Chen Clan is famous internationally for its Lightning Element.

Furthermore, the back mountain of the ancestral residence features a natural Lightning Field, which, reinforced by the magic arrays of several Chen Clan ancestors, forms a massive cultivation Holy Land.

Every direct descendant of the Chen Clan who possesses Lightning Element magic is able to enter it once in their lifetime before reaching the High-level.

This is because only the feedback brought by the first entry into cultivation is of the highest caliber; a second entry has no significant difference compared to the outside world.

Moreover, every time it is opened, the consumed resources are unimaginably massive.

With such heavy consumption, there are naturally benefits as well. Within such an Element Sanctuary, there is naturally no shortage of Spirit Seeds, and even Soul Seeds have been born.

With the right opportunities, one can emerge possessing a Spirit Seed or even a Soul Seed.

Furthermore, practicing within it for a time can one hundred percent assist a Lightning Element mage at the Initial-level completion to advance to the Intermediate Level.

Chen Lang had originally planned to wait until his cultivation reached Intermediate-level perfection before entering it.

Yet, because of the catastrophe in Bocheng, he instead developed a mindset of not wanting to delay the timing...

Chen Lang replied, "Power is something that is only truly real when it is genuinely grasped."

"Alright, I will make the arrangements. You've also been tired for a day, go get some rest."

Watching Chen Lang leave, Chen Jin let out a slight sigh.

Judging from Chen Lang's counter-question just now, it was not difficult to see that he would be hard to restrain in the future.

Yet Chen Jin had no intention of stopping him, because he also wanted to see just what height Chen Lang could reach when the Chen Clan could no longer hold him back.

Besides, he still had not truly understood this world; once he witnessed the true side of this world, could he still maintain his original aspiration unchanged?

All of the thoughts and actions Chen Lang currently possessed were identical to what he himself had possessed back then.

It was just that, compared to having the courage to question his elders, he had never spoken those words out loud.

After a burst of inner emotion, Chen Jin's expression returned to the usual solemnity, and he summoned the two guard mages who had accompanied Chen Lang earlier...

Three days later...

The Chen Clan's ancestral residence in the Bashu region.

Those who accompanied Chen Lang back this time were still Chen Ming and Ink Shadow.

"Xiaolang, do you want to rest for a bit first?" After entering the family estate, Chen Ming asked.

"No need, let's go straight to the Sanctuary."

As he spoke, Chen Lang glanced at Chen Ming again: "Uncle Ming, was I the one who implicated you this time?"

Originally, Chen Ming had been transferred to the Imperial Capital to manage some family affairs, but because of the incident in Bocheng, although it was spoken of as a reward, it was actually a promotion in title but a demotion in power...

"It's not a matter of anyone implicating anyone. If I encounter this kind of thing again, I will still step in."

Chen Ming held no resentment, and instead looked at Chen Lang: "The patriarch wasn't wrong either. After all, you are our Chen Family's only peerless prodigy in a century. If anything were to happen to you, I wouldn't be able to absolve myself of the blame even if I died ten thousand times..."

Chen Lang did not say anything more.

At this point, saying anything else would just be like feeding hunger with painted cakes.

"Besides, compared to the comfort of the Imperial Capital, I prefer staying in my hometown and facing the Emei Demonic Kingdom head-on."

It was clear that Chen Ming was entirely relaxed. Perhaps for him, staying in the Bashu region was a good thing.

Most of the famous mountains and great rivers in this world did not belong to humanity. As for the few famous ones in the Bashu region, almost all of them were occupied by the Demon Clan.

Mount Emei in particular harbored a Demon Beast empire, and the large and small tribes there were countless.

The Chen Clan was a prominent clan, true, but because their foundation was entirely in the western region, they also needed to coordinate with the military to defend the borders.

Compared to the stable status quo of the Safety Zone, the borderlands had never known peace.

Seeing him like this, Chen Lang did not continue to speak.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance of the Sanctuary, where two direct clan elders stood guard.

These two were presumably both High-level mages.

Naturally, the two of them knew Chen Lang; they were merely surprised at why he had arrived so late. After going through the required procedures roughly and warning him of the dangers within, they let him enter.

The moment Chen Lang stepped into the Lightning Pool, his mind was seized by the scene before him.

There was no roaring torrent of lightning as he had anticipated, but rather a giant group of karst caves formed by natural rock walls. The reddish-brown rocks cast a cold, metal-like sheen under the illumination of the lightning, resembling a massive honeycomb hollowed out from the depths of the earth, with every single cave being a masterpiece meticulously sculpted by nature.

The largest cave was akin to the wide-open maw of a giant beast. At the edge of the cave mouth, which stood over a hundred meters high, countless bolts of lightning coiled around it. They slowly wriggled at the entrance like silver giant pythons, yet they never crossed the lightning pool by even a single step, guarding the cave securely.

The cave walls were covered in gullies of varying depths, which were the marks left by years of erosion from lightning. Within these gullies, pale blue current flowed, weaving and shuttling between the rock walls like streams that never ran dry.

Deep within the cave, stalactites and stalagmites grew intertwined, their surfaces covered by a thin layer of electric light, as if draped in a translucent suit of armor.

The instant every droplet of water falling from the stalactites made contact with the ground, it excited ripples of current that spread outward, only to be absorbed by the surrounding rocks, forming a wondrous circulation.

The entire lightning cave was permeated with a rich Lightning Element aura, which orbited and bobbed around the cave like the most devout believers.

The air was filled with the sound of micro-currents, resembling countless tiny insects beating their wings, or perhaps the most primal murmur between heaven and earth.

For a Lightning Element mage, the lightning element here was pure and violent, yet constrained by some form of formless power, allowing it to provide the most abundant energy supply without harming oneself through excessive chaos.

In the center of the cave sat a massive black rock. It was completely smooth, with a stone pillar in the middle connecting it to the roof of the mountain, functioning much like a conduit.

Without a doubt, this rock was the core of the entire lightning cave, gathering the most refined lightning element. As long as a Lightning Element mage sat upon it, they could clearly sense the flow of the lightning element and resonate with the lightning power of heaven and earth.

Within the entire Lightning Pool, the best place for cultivation was unquestionably right here.

Up to this point, not a single person in the Chen Clan had ever been able to cultivate here without suffering backlash.

Chen Lang possessed the Black Annihilation, and almost without thinking, he headed straight onto the rock.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The moment he stepped into this place, currents brimming with destruction surged toward his body at the speed of light.

At the same time, the Black Annihilation surrounding Chen Lang's entire body completely covered him.

The instant the two types of lightning intertwined, bursts of crackling sounds erupted within the Lightning Pool!

As the two bolts of lightning collided, Chen Lang simultaneously endured the impact of both currents—a sensation that was definitively the only one of its kind Chen Lang had ever experienced in his life.

If the Black Annihilation had not belonged to him as a companion from birth, he feared he would have already been roasted black on the outside and tender on the inside right then and there!!!