The thunder pool was vast. Rather than a pool, it was more like a sea of thunder, where lightning flashed and thunder roared. Endless powers of destruction and creation revealed every mystery of the Great Dao of Innate Thunder within it: Yin-Yang Divine Thunder, Five Elements Divine Thunder, Annihilation Divine Thunder, and even Creation Divine Thunder brimming with boundless vitality.
"Wonderful!"
Xuan Qing could not help but praise it.
Thunder governed Heaven's disasters and blessings, held the balance of all things, controlled objects and people alike, and presided over life and death. From the lives and deaths of all living beings to the withering and flourishing of plants, all could be controlled through thunder. It was not merely a force of destruction.
Spring thunder awakened hibernating creatures and revived all things. Summer thunder rumbled, dispelling evil and banishing malevolence. Autumn thunder was bleak, frost killing countless grasses. Winter thunder boomed, yet it too contained boundless power of creation.
Refining the Innate Thunder Pool was no task for a single day, and Xuan Qing was in no hurry. Within the thunder pool, he refined it while comprehending the might of its various thunders.
In the blink of an eye, three thousand years passed. With the advantage of his Innate Wind-Lightning Dao Body, Xuan Qing finally refined the entire thunder pool into his Purple Mansion.
There, he opened an Inner Scenery Land, the dwelling place of his primordial spirit. With this Innate Thunder Pool guarding it, he no longer feared sinister curse arts.
After all, thunder arts were supremely rigid and yang in nature, the bane of countless curses and evil methods.
Methods such as the Soul-Worshipping Art of the Straw Man and the Seven Arrows Method of the Nail Head could not be completed in a moment. If anyone attempted to target Xuan Qing's primordial spirit with such means, the various divine thunders within this Innate Thunder Pool would teach those insidious, harmful evil arts... what it meant for Heavenly Might to be vast and mighty!
At the same time, he also incorporated the Grand Pure Divine Thunder, Jade Pure Divine Thunder, Supreme Pure Divine Thunder, and the Xuan Qing Divine Thunder he had comprehended from those three thunder arts into the Innate Thunder Pool.
Furthermore, the Innate Thunder Pool automatically imprinted the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder contained within the Purple Lightning Hammer and the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder contained within the Sudden Thunder Zither!
As long as Xuan Qing continued to study this Innate Thunder Pool day and night, he would sooner or later comprehend those two divine thunders, along with the seventeen types of Innate Divine Thunder contained within the pool.
"If only there were Dutian Divine Thunder!"
Xuan Qing had never forgotten that Dutian Divine Thunder was the Origin of Ten Thousand Thunders. No other divine thunder could surpass it, and it was also the most powerful thunder art in the Primordial World.
Unfortunately, only Ancestor Shaman Qiangliang of Thunder possessed this thunder art, and even his version seemed incomplete, far inferior to the complete divine thunder unleashed by the Pangu Dharma Idol.
For one brief moment, Xuan Qing even wanted the Pangu Dharma Idol summoned by the Twelve Dutiian God-Demon Great Formation to strike him with a full-powered bolt of Dutian Divine Thunder.
But after thinking it over, that was not how one sought death. As long as he comprehended enough Innate Divine Thunder, he would eventually restore the genuine Origin of Ten Thousand Thunders!
Rumble!
With the thunder pool refined by Xuan Qing, no more lightning fell within Lei Ze. It became utterly ordinary, save for the pockmarked craters left behind by past heavenly thunder.
Of course, there were also immortal herbs born from bathing in thunder, such as the Nine-Orifice Tribulation Flower and Thunder Duke Vine...
However, in keeping with his principle of wasting nothing, Xuan Qing gathered them all for himself.
Xuan Qing had yet to fully absorb this opportunity, but even now, it had greatly increased his strength and elevated his mana to the peak level among Grand Unity Golden Immortals.
Afterward, he continued traveling through the Primordial Wilderness, comprehending the Great Dao, seeking opportunities, and tempering his divine abilities.
While Xuan Qing had been refining the thunder pool, a great battle also erupted over the East Sea. Eastern Emperor Taiyi led several million Demon Clan members in demanding that the Dragon Clan submit to the Demon Clan.
Naturally, the Dragon Clan refused!
Thus, several great Dragon Clan experts slumbering within the Dragon Tomb—including Yinglong, Candle Dragon, Shenlong, and Red Dragon—emerged and fought a world-shaking battle against Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Countless Dragon Clan members, Demon Clan members, and Sea Clan members affiliated with the Dragon Clan perished. Their blood stained the East Sea red, and even Ao Cang, who ruled the East Sea, did not escape disaster.
The Demon Clan's losses were equally impossible to estimate. In the end, after weighing the pros and cons, the Demon Clan had no choice but to retreat and turn their attention toward other weaker races.
Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing could not help but sigh. "In the Primordial Wilderness, strength is what ultimately speaks!"
The Demon Clan waged war everywhere and forced more races to join them, undoubtedly to gather Fortune and further perfect the Great Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation.
The Witch Race was not idle either. The Twelve Ancestral Witches remained in seclusion, while great witches such as Xing Tian, Hou Yi, Jiu Feng, and Kuafu frequently ruined the Demon Clan's plans.
The mountain rain was coming, and the wind had already filled the tower. An even greater calamity was brewing.
Meanwhile, seeing Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti successively attain sainthood, Hong Yun, who possessed the final strand of Primordial Violet Qi, also grew restless!
Remaining at Wuzhuang Temple under the protection of Zhen Yuanzi's Great Formation of Moral Coercion meant that no one dared trouble him, but he had never been able to find the opportunity to attain sainthood.
Thus, he prepared to bid farewell to Zhen Yuanzi and quietly venture out in search of opportunities!
He thought no gods or ghosts would notice, yet he did not know that Kunpeng, Styx, Di Jun, and several other great experts had been waiting for him to leave Wuzhuang Temple of his own accord.
Attain sainthood!
Who did not want that?
Hong Yun had still underestimated the temptation sainthood held for countless great experts. With Primordial Violet Qi in his possession, he had become a man carrying jade and thus inviting trouble. No one could resist the temptation of attaining sainthood.
At this moment, Xuan Qing arrived in the North Sea. He had already visited the East Sea, and he had killed the Golden-Winged Great Peng. Lord Líng Guāng and numerous Phoenix Clan cultivators were in the south, and he did not wish to put himself in danger. The west was Jieyin and Zhunti's territory, where they might easily regard him as someone destined for them... After considering it all, the North Sea seemed most suitable for his travels!
The Northern Ocean was a bitterly cold land with few living beings. Kunpeng, its most famous inhabitant, had joined the Demon Clan and now followed Di Jun to the Heavenly Court.
Apart from him, only Lord Zhí Míng and the legendary Mysterious Black Tortoise of the North Sea counted as top-tier great experts. Xuan Qing had never even heard the names of the others!
Of course, if there had been no benefit to gain, Xuan Qing would not have come to this frigid land. First, he wished to see the Mysterious Black Tortoise of the North Sea, which would one day support the heavens. Second, he wished to ask Lord Zhí Míng for a strand of Essence of Gui Water.
Among the Five Elements, they generated and restrained one another. Water generated wood, wood generated fire, fire generated earth, earth generated metal, and metal generated water. After Xuan Qing incorporated the Essence of Wood into the Forge of Creation, its power immediately increased greatly.
From that day onward, he had developed the idea of collecting the essences of the Five Elements to strengthen the Forge of Creation.
Lord Líng Guāng and the Primordial Phoenix were as close as sisters, while the Golden-Winged Great Peng was her nephew. Since Xuan Qing had killed the Golden-Winged Great Peng, he naturally would not go looking for trouble.
Therefore, Lord Zhí Míng, guardian of the northernmost region, became his first choice!
Water generated wood!
It was also the most suitable choice at present!
However, after searching the sea for several consecutive months, Xuan Qing found neither the Mysterious Black Tortoise of the North Sea nor Lord Zhí Míng. Instead, he became trapped within an eerie maze formation.
This great formation resembled a chessboard. Countless icebergs crisscrossed one another, monstrous waves surged within, and blasts of astral wind mixed with terrifying plague poison.
It truly made Xuan Qing suffer greatly.
Although he had studied under Sect Master Tongtian, he had learned too many different things, so his attainments in formations could only be considered average. After trying for more than half a month, he barely managed to understand the formation's structure.
Within the formation were countless strange demonic beasts formed from Calamity Qi. They were divided into two camps and slaughtered one another like black and white chess pieces upon a board.
Xuan Qing was automatically assigned to one of the camps, after which he engaged in an extremely brutal battle against the demonic beasts of the opposing camp that lasted several months.
Still, it was not without benefit. The divine abilities wielded by these demonic beasts mainly involved the Great Dao of Wind, the Great Dao of Water, and the Great Dao of Plague Poison. As Xuan Qing fought them, his understanding of those three Great Daos increased day by day.
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