Astonishment, a Name That Shook the World!
Beyond the boundary Profound Lightning Ancestral Court.
Above the vast and boundless Ten-Thousand-Zhang Lightning Abyss, three thousand lightning waterfalls cascaded down like the Milky Way; hundreds of the Profound Lightning Imperial Clan elders and protectors, clad in heavy armor, stood on the clouds, their expressions solemn.
On the viewing platform directly in front, the Old Profound Lightning Beast Emperor sat before a blue stone table, his cloudy and aged eyes half-closed, his body still heavy with deathly aura. Beside him Heavenly Wind Dao Venerable sat upright, sipping tea, his expression indifferent.
Further away, powerful protectors from various realms, including the Lightning Sect of the Human Realm, the Space Heaven Clan of the Heaven Realm, and the True Dragon Clan of the Vast Realm, waited patiently.
Buzz!
A massive spatial fluctuation swept across the sky, and ripples spread across the boundary gate like waves on water.
Immediately afterwards, the first group of cultivators who rushed out of the boundary gate stumbled and fell out.
"They're out!"
The Spirit Transformation cultivators from all the major forces stared intently, but in the next instant, the air in the entire world suddenly froze.
Tragic.
The word "horrific" is sufficient to describe the scene before us.
When they entered the realm, the more than a thousand elite lightning cultivators from all corners of the Nine Realms were all dressed in fine clothes, riding spirited horses, and exuding an air of pride.
The Peak Nascent Soul cultivators were full of vigor, while the Divine Spirit Transformation Great Power cultivators possessed an aura that could swallow ten thousand miles; there were several hundred of them.
But now, the figures that have fallen out of that bronze gate are few and far between, numbering less than two hundred!
Less than one in ten survives!
Even more shocking is that almost all of the surviving two hundred or so people were injured, with many suffering from missing limbs.
Some cultivators had half of their bodies corroded into bones by the dark poison, barely held together by their Nascent Soul; others Spirit Transformation forms were damaged, and even their Immortal Foundation were covered with cracks, their expressions dazed like frightened birds.
"Where is Elder Qingjue of our sect? Why hasn't Qingjue the boundary?!"
Upon seeing this, the guide from the Lightning Sect of the Human Realm turned pale instantly, grabbed a disciple covered in blood, and demanded an explanation.
The disciple's lips trembled violently, and he coughed up a mouthful of black blood, crying out in agony:
"Dead... all dead!"
"After the Great Battle of the Polar Night Sacred Abyss, all the Night Beast in the entire Lightless Realm went mad! A horde of 100,000 beasts besieged our sect's stronghold, and my esteemed Uncle-Master Qingjue..."
"To cover our escape, they were torn to pieces by the three Night Beast Kings!"
These words caused a great shock to all the powerful beings in the surrounding realms.
"Where is our clan's young master?!"
"Dead, Black Wind Abyss collapsed, of the seven Nascent Spirit Transformation of the Heaven Realm's Yu Tian Line, only one escaped..."
"Eighty percent of the elite Sea Race in the Vast Realm have been lost..."
A wave of grief and horror spread across the sky above Lei Yuan.
None of the industry giants anticipated that what was initially seen as a "purge trial" where everyone could get what they wanted would ultimately turn into a catastrophe.
However, life and death are ultimately determined by fate.
Despite the heavy losses, those cultivators who were lucky enough to survive were all ruthless individuals who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Each of them exuded an extremely strong, ferocious Blood Qi, their eyes as fierce as those of a hungry wolf.
All those who have survived to this day have their storage Law Treasure filled with the minerals from the Dao of Darkness passages of this Death Realm accumulated over many years, as well as the cores of fourth and fifth-order Night Beast.
The harvest was so abundant that it would pave a smooth path for their future cultivation for a hundred years!
Boom!
Just as the entire venue was in an uproar, with everyone experiencing a mix of joy and sorrow...
A deep, resonant roar, carrying a strange rhythm, slowly emanated from within the bronze gate.
The Lei Ming wasn't loud, yet it eerily drowned out the clamor of the heavens. Each strike seemed to stomp heavily on the souls of the cultivators present, causing ripples of pure yang purple-gold light to spread through the void.
The once bustling summit of Lei Yuan gradually quieted down.
Everyone's gaze instinctively turned to the enormous bronze gate.
Amidst the surging thunder and mist, a tall, pine-like figure in white robes stepped out of the darkness.
His white robe was spotless, and his flowing sleeves made him look like a fairy.
His face was cold and resolute, his white hair was draped over his shoulders, and his expression was calm and composed. There was not a trace of dishevelment or blood on his body, and not even the hem of his clothes was wrinkled.
Within those deep, serene purple-gold eyes, four layers of thunderous energy flowed and surged, their depth unfathomable and their power overwhelming!
Giant Bear Lineage, Lightning Bear Line, Heaven and Earth Variant Species: Shi Jian!
"It's him! The Lord of the Thunder Vein, Shi Jian!"
"He's completely unharmed?!"
"How could this be? Wasn't his Dao foundation already damaged and half-dead? How could he be so powerful?!"
Gasps of astonishment echoed across the various factions.
Those Spirit Transformation cultivators who had just escaped and were covered in blood all had their pupils contract violently the moment they saw Shi Jian.
Even subconsciously, he took several steps back, a deep-seated fear welling up in his eyes.
They will never forget how, in the final years of the Death Realm, this seemingly calm white-robed giant bear transformed into a world-destroying demon, wielding a ferocious spear and sweeping across the eight wastelands!
Slaughtering gods and destroying cities, leaving not a blade of grass alive, crushing all who stand in our way!
On the Guandao Terrace.
The Heavenly Wind Dao Venerable, whose eyes had been slightly closed, suddenly opened them, his pupils reflecting Shi Jian's imposing and weighty physical form. His fingertips paused slightly, and he took a deep breath.
"He actually managed to condense the fourth Immortal Foundation to fifty percent."
"Not only is his physical body's Qi and Blood perfectly balanced, but it's also several times more abundant than when he entered the realm, and Dao patterns are faintly visible in his bones..."
"This is the birth of pure Yang from extreme Yang, which aligns with the will of the Great Dao."
The Old Profound Lightning Beast Emperor, sitting to the side, twitched his withered eyelids; the old Beast Emperor stared at Shi Jian, the ghostly blue flames in his eye sockets flickering wildly, his chest heaving.
He was naturally aware of everything Shi Jian had done.
The entire Lightless Dead Realm, with dozens of core ancient cities completely wiped out, and the earth vein treasure trove completely empty!
The giant bear before them not only survived the calamity, but also devoured everything that the Profound Lightning Imperial Clan hadn't had time to take away, with an insatiable appetite.
Such a ruthless nature, such domineering methods! He is truly a natural talent for cultivating lightning. It's just a pity that such a prodigy was not born into another race.
If he were born into the Profound Lightning Line, he wouldn't have to worry about having no successor.
Faced with the awe, suspicion, and fear directed at him from all directions, Shi Jian remained calm and unconcerned.
He ignored the whispers, strode forward, shattered the void, ascended to the heavens with each step, and finally landed steadily before the white jade platform of the Profound Lightning Imperial Clan, where the trial settlement was handled.
On the high platform, three Late Spirit Transformation elders of the Profound Lightning Imperial Clan sat upright, watching Shi Jian slowly walk towards them.
The three of them felt a suffocating sense of oppression wash over them, and even their protective Lightning Gang trembled slightly.
"Fellow Daoist Shi... Shi Jian."
Elder Profound Lightning, who was at the head of the group, forced a smile and cupped his hands, saying, "Congratulations on your triumphant return, fellow Daoist. According to the decree of our ancestor, all Dark Beast Heart Core obtained by cultivators entering the realm can be exchanged for opportunities in the Transformation Lightning Pool fortuitous opportunity a corresponding period of time within our clan..."
"A fourth-tier initial-stage Heart Core can be exchanged for three months of Thunder Pool cultivation; intermediate-stage for half a year; and Great Perfection for one year."
"As for the fifth-tier Spirit Transformation Soul Core... it can be exchanged for ten years in the early stage, thirty years in the middle stage, and fifty years in the late stage. In addition, you can also obtain a top-grade Thunder Pill and a fifth-tier Lightning Heart Water."
"If one can produce the core of the Extreme Realm Spirit Transformation, one can also receive the ancestor's empowerment, helping to perfect a Immortal Foundation for immortality."