Ancient Tribulation Lightning, Return to the Martial Sect

The pitch-black lightning silently hovered in the center of the pagoda.

It had neither a violent roar nor a dazzling light.

But, with just one glance, Dongfang Yueming felt a chill that came from the depths of his soul!

It was a kind of ultimate terror, seemingly capable of destroying everything, even obliterating the "Tao" itself!

"Be careful, Your Excellency!" The Supreme Elder warned hastily upon seeing this, "This lightning is called ' World-Destroying Black Lightning,' a malevolent object left over from ancient times! Even a Void Refinement expert would be annihilated if they were even slightly touched by it!"

However, Dongfang Yueming seemed not to hear him.

He walked step by step, resolutely, toward that mass of black lightning.

The instant his palm touched the black lightning!

"Boom--!!!"

An indescribable, terrifying force surged wildly into his body along his arm!

But he was not destroyed!

Instead, deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the system panel, which had been dormant, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling light!

[Ding! ' Immortal Seed ' fluctuation detected!]

[Ding! Absorption successful!]

[Obtained Special Item: Ancient Tribulation Lightning - Mystic (1/2)!]

[Immortal Seed?!]

Dongfang Yueming was shocked!

Although he didn't yet know what this meant, since it contained the word "immortal," it was definitely no small matter!

and...

[(1/2)?]

[So... this isn't complete yet?]

The two Supreme Elders stared wide-eyed at the unharmed Dongfang Yueming, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets!

[He... he actually absorbed it?!]

[This is a taboo that even the sect leaders of past generations dared not touch!]

"Where is the other half?" Dongfang Yueming turned around and asked calmly.

"In... in the Azure Realm," the old man at the Soul Formation Sixth Layer said, his voice trembling. "It is said that it is enshrined in a forbidden area by the ancestral court of the Purple Thunder Sect Upper Realm."

"Azure Realm..."

Dongfang Yueming nodded and memorized the name.

Thank you.

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency?"

The two elders could hardly believe it. "You... you're not going to kill us?"

"I told you, I have no interest in wiping out an entire family."

Dongfang Yueming waved his hand without turning his head, "As long as you don't cause any more trouble for the Martial Sect in the future, and even... can help them out a little."

"We will obey! Certainly! Certainly!" The two nodded repeatedly, as if they had been granted a pardon.

Until Dongfang Yueming's figure completely disappeared.

The two elders finally breathed a long sigh of relief, exchanged a glance, and both saw the shock and... anticipation in each other's eyes.

"Senior brother, you said..." the old man at the Soul Formation Fifth Layer murmured, "... could he be the person foretold in the prophecy?"

"Perhaps."

The senior brother looked at the empty pagoda, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.

"This World-Destroying Black Lightning has devoured countless brilliant talents since ancient times, yet no one has ever been able to subdue it."

"But now, he has absorbed it easily."

"Perhaps..."

"... He really can break that curse and continue... the path to immortality!"

At this moment, Martial Sect stood atop the sacred mountain.

The sea of clouds churns, and cranes cry out.

However, the tranquility of the day was shattered by a sudden burst of violent energy!

"Hahaha! This is the legendary Martial Sect? How come I can't even see a single bird?!"

A burly figure clad in crimson armor, exuding a fiery and violent aura, descended from the sky and landed heavily on the plaza!

Indeed, it is Chi Yan, the Holy Son of the Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace!

Behind him, a man and a woman, also dressed in red armor, landed and looked at the somewhat desolate scene around them with disdain in their eyes.

"This is one of the eight holy lands? I think it's not even as good as a third-rate minor sect!"

"I bet nobody's around anymore."

Only the woman in the red dress, who had been silently following at the back, had a fleeting, almost imperceptible hint of seriousness in her indifferent eyes.

Her gaze did not linger on the buildings, but seemed to pierce through the Xukong, looking at the thatched hut atop the sacred mountain...

[There... there seems to be an aura there, one that even I can't quite fathom.]

Just then...

Who dares to trespass on my Martial Sect?

A clear, cold voice rang out.

Qin Rushuang, dressed in white, arrived gracefully, like a fairy descending from the moon, exuding an ethereal aura.

"Hey? Finally, someone alive has appeared!"

Chi Yan's eyes lit up as he looked Qin Rushuang up and down, his fighting spirit burning fiercely in his eyes!

"I've heard that the Martial Sect has produced a peerless genius. You must be it, right? Come, come! Fight with this Holy Son!"

Just as Qin Rushuang was about to refuse, she heard a childish yet authoritative voice coming from behind her.

"Little Shuangshuang, since they've come knocking on our door, why don't we... play along?"

Little Hong Ling, holding a half-eaten candied hawthorn skewer, was sitting on the roof of the thatched hut, swinging her short legs, with a look of fascination on her face.

"Master..." Qin Rushuang said helplessly.

"Master?" Chi Yan was taken aback, looking at the little girl who wasn't even as tall as his leg, and almost burst out laughing. "Your Martial Sect... is there no one left? You actually let a little kid be the sect leader?"

"Presumptuous!"

Qin Rushuang's face turned cold, and a chilling aura instantly erupted from her body!

"How dare you disrespect your master!"

"Hahaha! Well done!" Chi Yan was not surprised but delighted, his crimson magic power rising like flames. "Let me see what kind of skills you two Martial Sect really have!"

"Actually, there's one more," Hong Ling added with a grin, "And that guy is even more... a tiny bit more amazing than my Little Shuangshuang."

"Oh? Is that so?" Chi Yan said dismissively. "No problem! I'll deal with the other one after I defeat this one!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Rushuang's expression suddenly turned cold, and a powerful aura belonging to Nascent Soul expert erupted forth!

"Good!"

Chi Yan laughed loudly and, without wasting any words, threw a punch!

"Crimson Dragon Fist!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle!

In fact, with her more sophisticated use of spiritual techniques, Qin Rushuang even gained the upper hand!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Chi Yan's two companions were dumbfounded!

"How could the Holy Son be suppressed by a Early Nascent Soul from a Lower Realm?!"

"That's interesting!"

Chi Yan grew increasingly excited as the fight progressed, his eyes gleaming with intense light!

"Hahaha! That's great! That's great!"

"However, the warm-up is over!"

"Now, I'm going to get serious!"

[Earth-Grade Divine Ability - Crimson Dragon Tyrant Fist]!

Chi Yan roared and unleashed a powerful punch!

The terrifying fist wind, carrying intense heat capable of incinerating everything, roared towards Qin Rushuang like a crimson fire dragon!

"Ice Seals Ten Thousand Miles!"

Qin Rushuang, not to be outdone, lightly waved her jade-like hand.

[Black-Grade Divine Ability - Ice Phoenix Battle Body]!

A phantom of an ice crystal phoenix appeared behind her, and with a flap of its wings, endless cold air instantly froze the fire dragon in mid-air!

"Bang!"

The clash of ice and fire produced a deafening roar!

The two figures clashed, and they were evenly matched!

"Good!" Chi Yan's fighting spirit intensified. "As expected of a successor from the Holy Land! You do have some skills!"

"But it's not over yet!"

Chi Yan grinned maliciously and changed his move again!

"Black-Grade Divine Ability - [Flame Dragon Break]!"

Another fire dragon roared out!

"Bang!"

Qin Rushuang was unable to dodge in time and was hit head-on by the fire dragon. She was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth!

We lost!

"Thank you for the concession!"

Chi Yan withdrew his fist and stood up, looking at Qin Rushuang with eyes full of admiration.

"Although you lost, your strength is enough to earn my respect."

"Fairy Qin, your Martial Sect has long since declined. Why not... join my Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace? With your talent, you're sure to receive the best training!"

Qin Rushuang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

She didn't intend to betray the sect, it's just...

Is the gap between me and Dongfang Yueming... getting wider and wider?

[If one goes to the Upper Realm...]

Just as her resolve wavered!

"Trying to poach my people? Did they even ask me?"

A calm yet slightly mocking voice rang out unexpectedly in everyone's ears.

Honglian's pupils suddenly contracted!

She turned her head sharply and saw a figure in green robes who had silently appeared beside Qin Rushuang.

[It's him?!]

But... why?

[It's only been a short time since we last met, yet... I understand him even less now?!]

"Hey bro!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Hong Ling cheered and jumped down from the roof. Pointing at Chi Yan, she angrily exclaimed, "It's this guy! He bullied Little Shuangshuang! You have to teach him a lesson!"

Upon hearing this, Chi Yan's companion scoffed disdainfully. "Teach the Holy Son a lesson? With his abilities?"

Chi Yan also turned around, his gaze falling on Dongfang Yueming.

"You're that... legendary genius?"

He looked him up and down, a hint of provocation flashing in his eyes.

"It doesn't look like... anything special."