Invincible Soul Emperor

Whenever the behemoth approached, the lightning would strike down even more furiously, while Ye Qingchen used his agile movement technique to skillfully evade these lightning attacks. The Thunder Behemoth, however, was not so lucky—its gigantic body would suffer severe strikes whenever it touched the lightning.

He secretly felt fortunate that while the lightning posed a threat to him, it also inflicted damage on the Thunder Behemoth.

Ye Qingchen continued to use his Spiritual Power for protection, weaving through the dance of lightning and guiding the Thunder Behemoth to be repeatedly hit by the bolts.

Gradually, the Thunder Behemoth’s movements began to slow, and signs of wear appeared on its lightning scales.

But merely slowing it down would not defeat it. Only by finding the Thunder Behemoth’s weakness could it be truly conquered.

Ye Qingchen kept observing the behemoth’s movements, searching for an opportunity to strike.

After several intense exchanges, Ye Qingchen finally discovered that the scales on the Thunder Behemoth’s abdomen were sparse, making this area its most vulnerable spot.

His mind raced as he quickly crafted a plan of attack.

Using his Wood Elemental Power, he once again summoned vines to entwine around the behemoth’s limbs, trying to restrict its movements. Meanwhile, he swiftly dodged to its abdominal area and concentrated Spiritual Power in his hands, delivering a sudden blow to its weak point.

"Hah!" Ye Qingchen unleashed all his strength, with Spiritual Power erupting from his fists as he hit the Thunder Behemoth’s abdomen. The behemoth roared in agony, its body trembling violently as lightning bolt surged across its skin.

Then, the Thunder Behemoth merely retreated back slightly.

However, it appeared dazed and confused.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Qingchen summoned the Wood Elemental Power again, and the vines, like Spirit Snakes, wound around the behemoth’s limbs, attempting to restrict its movements.

This time, the Thunder Behemoth’s struggle was noticeably weaker than before, and the vines successfully bound its limbs.

Ye Qingchen took advantage of this and swiftly moved to the behemoth’s abdomen, concentrating all his Spiritual Power once more for a sudden strike aimed at its weak spot.

The Thunder Behemoth roared in agony, its body trembling violently.

Ye Qingchen dared not let up, continuing to attack with full force until finally, under his relentless assault, the Thunder Behemoth collapsed to the ground, disintegrating into myriad bolts of lightning that dispersed into the air.

However, at the instant the Thunder Behemoth was struck down, the sky suddenly turned even darker.

It seemed as though the entire world had been pressed down. Ye Qingchen hadn’t yet had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt a powerful pressure descending from above.

He raised his head sharply to see the sky densely covered with clouds, with countless enormous heavenly thunder rolling within, emitting deafening thunderclaps.

These heavenly thunder were unlike any of the previous ordinary lightning; each was as thick as a giant tree, flickering with blazing white light, carrying destructive power.

Lightning-like angry Giant Dragons descended from above, streaking toward Ye Qingchen.

Each bolt of heavenly thunder pierced through the sky, and the air was filled with a fierce scorched smell. Where the lightning struck the ground, a burst of flames and black smoke erupted, as though the entire world was trembling.

Witnessing this scene, Ye Qingchen was shocked. He quickly circulated his Spiritual Power within, attempting to fend off the fierce heavenly thunder.

He leaped aside, avoiding the first strike of the heavenly thunder, which hit where he had been standing, instantly blowing open a massive crater in the ground, with sparks flying and stones scattered.

Yet the number of heavenly thunder was simply overwhelming; they fell densely from the sky, covering everything without a gap.

Ye Qingchen continuously altered his stance, nimbly threading through the intervals between lightning bolts, each evasion fraught with danger.

His movements were swift and flexible, with the Protective Light Shield of Spiritual Power flickering around him, blocking out some of the weaker lightning attacks.

"So many heavenly thunder—there’s no way to dodge them!" Ye Qingchen’s heart was secretly anxious.

A more effective method had to be found, or sooner or later he’d be hit by these heavenly thunder.

He scanned his surroundings, attempting to find terrain he could use as cover, but the area was completely barren, with nothing to shelter behind.

At this moment, an even larger bolt of heavenly thunder than any before descended from above, aiming straight for Ye Qingchen.

He reacted quickly, leaping up, attempting to avoid this deadly strike.

Yet the speed of the heavenly thunder was incredibly fast. As he barely left the ground, the lightning struck at his feet.

The powerful electric current pierced through his Protective Light Shield, and Ye Qingchen felt a wave of intense pain emanating from his soles, sending him flying backward.

He clenched his teeth, enduring the pain, with Spiritual Power quickly repairing the damaged Protective Light Shield, but his internal Spiritual Power was nearly depleted.

Ye Qingchen took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm, channeling the Wood Elemental Power within, infusing his Spiritual Power into his hands.

He swiftly performed hand seals and summoned countless vines. These vines grew rapidly, winding around the surroundings to guide the lightning into them.

Under the lightning attacks, the vines quickly charred but successfully weakened some of the heavenly thunder’s power.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Qingchen quickly darted through, avoiding the most densely packed lightning zone and heading toward a relatively safer area.

However, the heavenly thunder continued to descend from above. Ye Qingchen realized that this method wouldn’t completely free him from this danger.

He had to find a way to thoroughly resolve the issue of these heavenly thunder.

At this point, he suddenly recalled that the lightning scales on the Thunder Behemoth seemed capable of absorbing and directing the power of lightning.

He swiftly moved to the fallen Thunder Behemoth, plucking several lightning scales and quickly positioned them around himself. The lightning scales indeed worked, directing a portion of the heavenly thunder’s power into the ground, allowing Ye Qingchen a moment of respite.

Yet the sheer number was too overwhelming, and he could only catch his breath for a short while.

Absentmindedly, he was then struck by a broad bolt of heavenly thunder.

Like a wrathful Thunder Dragon, the heavenly thunder descended from the sky, striking directly at his shoulder.

He felt an immense force penetrating throughout his body in an instant. His Protective Light Shield shattered as severe pain spread from his shoulder, almost making him lose consciousness.

Before he could recover, another bolt of heavenly thunder followed closely, hitting his back.

The unrelenting force of the lightning mercilessly attacked his body, with Ye Qingchen experiencing alternating numbness and sharp pain as his body felt as though it were being torn apart.

He gritted his teeth, desperately trying to circulate his Spiritual Power to resist, but the power of the lightning suppressed his Spiritual Power, making it almost impossible to flow.

The successive heavenly thunder struck like a barrage, each bolt precisely hitting Ye Qingchen.

His chest, legs, arms—lightning attacked every part of his body.

Each hit made his body tremble violently, blood trickled from the corners of his mouth, and his consciousness became murky.

His ears were filled with the roar of thunder, while his eyes saw nothing but a dazzling white light. Ye Qingchen felt as though his head were being hammered, slowing his thoughts to a crawl.