Seeing the old atmosphere restored between Taishu Jing and Little White, Taishu Yun smiled in relief. At least his little brother was not a block of wood.
Several days later.
Near a marsh within the Cloud-Dream Mountain Marsh.
Rumble!
Thunder boomed as violet-gold lightning flickered across the sky. Slender snake shadows swam within it—violet-gold flood dragons formed entirely from condensed lightning, brimming with an aura of destruction.
The thunder tribulation gathered. Two pitch-black vortices revolved in the sky, each nearly a hundred zhang wide, like a pair of bottomless black eyes watching over the earth, merciless and majestic.
Boom!
A violet-gold lightning flood dragon dove straight down, launching itself at the figure below with the will of destruction.
The two figures below were none other than Taishu Yun and Taishu Jing.
Several hundred zhang apart, hundreds of millions of Dao Law Runes emerged over their bodies, glittering like stars filling the heavens. Then, ringing metallic sounds arose as Dao Law Runes entered their bodies one after another, branding themselves into flesh and bone.
Roar!
The violet-gold lightning flood dragon crashed directly into Taishu Jing. Lightning instantly coiled around him, ceaselessly unleashing its thunderous power to destroy his physique.
The violet-gold lightning flood dragon was carrying out punishment on heaven's behalf.
Yet this terrifying thunderous power did not harm Taishu Jing's body. Instead, it tempered his physique and helped him inscribe the Dao Law Runes faster.
Twang!
An arrow's cry rang out. A longbow floated above Taishu Jing's head, enduring the tempering of the thunder tribulation alongside him. Its bow body grew increasingly ancient and unadorned. It trembled faintly as the spirituality within it underwent transformation, and a Weapon Soul began to take shape.
Clang!
Dao Law Runes branded themselves upon it, like divine hammers forging Spirit Iron. Every imprint gave