Chapter 1104 - 558: Strategy Failed_2
Five, six, seven, eight! Four thunder strikes in succession! Lightning leaped nine hundred and sixty times! The copper pillar, originally two zhang above the ground, was now like a wedge of golden nails! Struck repeatedly by leaps of thunder light! All smashed into the ground!
After the eight thunders, a deathly silence suddenly fell over the scene. Within the sealing, there was no longer the slightest True Qi or demonic power erupting, the lake water had been scattered, leveling the Dragon Palace to the ground, revealing a large expanse of marshland.
Chen Xuantian, who was in the midst of the array, had turned into a ball of light, the skin wrapped around him unable to shield him, light leaked everywhere, burned beyond recognition by the overflowing electric fire, with only sparks embedded on his body.
The dragon underground no longer wailed or thrashed, and the clear sky overhead was empty, except for that cluster of Thunder Talisman flickering with purple light, no thunder or lightning could be seen.
However, Chen Xuantian knew it wasn’t over yet.
The Heavenly Tribulation wasn’t over, the largest, strongest, final strike was brewing behind the sky curtain...
"Swoosh"
Suddenly, the Bright Mirror on Chen Xuantian’s chest lit up, suddenly flying out of his arms!
At this time, the Heavenly Thunder was not finished, Chen Xuantian was trapped in the array, unable to move, having no choice but to watch the Bright Mirror suspended in the air, shooting out a bright light, flying like a saucer towards the scorched, cracked, almost unrecognizable dragon-shaped sealing Divine Altar. The mirror light seemed attracted by some gravity, circling the copper statue, illuminating the shadow behind the statue, a handsome young man in a green robe and silver horns slowly stepping out.
The young man knelt down, offering a long bow,
"Please, sir, be gracious with your hand."
Chen Xuantian shot electric light from his eyes, staring straight at Lord Yun Meng, harmonizing with the Heavenly Dao momentarily, his voice booming like thunder,
"What! At this point, you don’t want to die again!"
Lord Yun Meng raised his head and said calmly,
"I did intend to die, but sir has seen it too, this group of Demon Path attacked, slaughtered my clan, killed my descendants, it is intolerable, this hatred cannot go unavenged. Please, sir, extend the time, let me attack Kunlun, avenge this hatred, then I’ll return to face death."
Chen Xuantian sneered coldly,
"Hmph! Do you take me for a fool! Once you’re on Kunlun, would you still come back! I see your wings have hardened! You think you can rely on a thousand years of cultivation to survive the Lifespan Tribulation, to fight for a chance to survive under the tribulation thunder, is that it!"
Indeed, the Divine Dragon sealed for six thousand years, accumulating Qi Power for six thousand years, without embedding three hundred Thunder Pillars into the Dao Body to break the seal, it would be impossible to completely suppress. Therefore, it was calculated precisely, not one less.
And now, thanks to the Inverted Immortal’s blundering foolishness, a full sixty pillars were missing, is it just right to have a thousand two hundred years of cultivation left, let alone the Thunder Tribulation, even the Lifespan Tribulation can be passed.
"My mind is made up, to reverse fate. Please, sir, consider our years of relationship, be gracious."
Lord Yun Meng did not deny, raised his hand in a gesture, the Bright Mirror flashed, transforming into a ball of silver light that sunk into his left eye, the cluster of purple Thunder Pearl in the sky also suddenly fell like a meteor, instantly into his right pupil, for a moment violet electric dimming and brightening, radiance shone all around, the green robe and silver horns blazing like flames, like thunder and lightning, enfolding the entire body.
As the leaping violet electricity blossomed from Lord Yun Meng’s right pupil, the electric serpent transformed into a barrier forming a huge prison-like thunder net, enveloping and protecting the entire array.
And demonic Qi from all directions poured like rain, coming with the wind, transforming into a graceful green robe, enveloping the body. For a moment, this phantom transformed straight from a ghost into a Dharma Body True Form, power rockets rising section by section, unmatched in might, boundless momentum, terrifying cultivation.
Chen Xuantian saw this situation, seeing him so smoothly prepared, how could he not understand the reasoning, momentarily chuckled coldly,
"Heh heh, I see, I was wondering what kind of idea this Five Calamities, an Evil Demon and Heretic, was playing, where he learned Thunder Skill from, how could he think of going to the Immortal Palace to play with Nine Sons Yin Thunder, even knowing to get Kunlun’s Jianmu Talisman.
If that guy’s calculation skills were really so great, with a thousand years of calculation and preparation, why would he send such a useless fool to die.
Turns out it was all you.
Looks like back then when Five Calamities came to the Dragon Palace to explore the array, he didn’t return empty-handed, he not only received your guidance but also reached a tacit understanding with you. Today’s events, whatever Toad Golden Toad, or Thunder Strike Talisman, were all meticulously arranged by you two conspirators.
If I’m not mistaken, Lord Yun Meng, you are ultimately unwilling to sit and wait for death, wanting to act before I finish setting up, to snatch the initiative before I can use Heavenly Thunder to kill you, that’s why you sought him out.
I assume the sacrifices weren’t just one Princess, this mirror was also yours originally? Makes sense, you sought the Dao in Kunlun Mountain back then, later Five Calamities also gained Dao in Kunlun, I suppose what he gained was the Dao fate you offered up to buy your life?
So now that he’s about to ascend to Immortality, he’s willing to stick up for you, to resolve this cause and effect, sacrificing his underlings, these Evil Demons and Heretic followers, helping you break the array and unseal, sending this Thunder Talisman from a thousand miles away, to help you withstand the Nine Heavens Tribulation, to seek a slim chance of survival, right."
Lord Yun Meng still did not deny, holding the Thunder Talisman in his hand, slowly stood up, and calmly said,
"Sir once said, when fate is beset by tribulations, everyone has an opportunity.
What’s important is whether one can find that slim chance of survival, once found, one must risk life and limb not to let go.
"Your teachings, I have firmly remembered them. Now that I have finally found a glimmer of vitality, could you show mercy?"
Chen Xuantian stared at him, frowned, and said,
"But where did you learn the Nine Sons Yin Thunder? From the Immortal Palace? Unlikely..."
Lord Yun Meng smiled slightly,
"Although I don’t have the comprehension of a master, I am a Dragon Seed by birth, and I possess a heart that seeks the Dao, along with ample time.
For these six thousand years, day and night, whenever I close my eyes, I see the Thunder Ancestor slaughtering my entire family. Every breath is met with thunderbolt strikes, pain piercing my lungs.
The thunder from your Shenxiao lineage strikes year after year, splitting my tendons, hitting my spine, penetrating my flesh, and stabbing my meridians. Like insects gnawing, snakes biting, I can’t find peace.
In this world, when it comes to personal experience, who else can be more familiar with your Thunder Skill?
Do I still need anyone else to teach me?"
Chen Xuantian sighed and nodded,
"True enough, the True Dragon is the finest combat material, and you have studied Daoist Skills. After all these years, evolving the Thunder Dao is not impossible. But, why endure this suffering?
With such overwhelming hatred, after enduring hundreds of years, even if you evolve a method to withstand tribulation thunder, what good will it do even if you survive this calamity? Do you still seek revenge? Do you truly believe you can survive?
Forget it, Lord Yun Meng, face your doom.
I know you’ve suffered greatly all these years, but I promise to give you a swift end."
Lord Yun Meng’s gaze turned cold,
"But now, I do not want to die. I feel it’s unfair, I can’t swallow this anger. I want justice for my family, is that not possible?"
Chen Xuantian almost laughed,
"What? You’re talking to me about fairness? You even want justice? Hey, are you for real? Do you even qualify?
A grievance has a head, a debt has an owner. Back in the day, when you all ran to the Central Plains, causing chaos and flooding eight states, causing countless deaths, to whom did they speak of fairness? To whom did they demand justice?
If it weren’t for your greed, wanting to devour millions more, to complete your ultimate evolution, would it have forced the Immortal Palace to open the heavenly doors and unleash the Thunder Ancestor to execute you?
The Thunder Ancestor thought one thunderbolt was enough to wipe out you all, do you know how I persuaded him? I said that killing this group of beasts with one blow was not satisfying, you should also taste the pain of family separation and ruin, then it’s fair, that’s why they agreed to let me oppress you for six thousand years before killing."
"Oh my, after imprisoning you for so many years, you still show no remorse! Leaving you alive, leaving your brood, not an ounce of gratitude, yet you dare cross me!?"
"You’re seeking death!"
Lord Yun Meng was silent for a moment, his face gradually turned cold, and he spoke calmly,
"Are you really Yuqingzi? A master would never call that person, ’Thunder Ancestor’."
Chen Xuantian chuckled,
"I know, he calls him master. Unfortunately, the Thunder Dao is deeply bound to the Heavenly Dao, I’m not planning to specialize, just understanding a bit is enough. The calamity could have been solved easily with Thunder Skill."
"But since it has come to this, with so much additional content and variables added, and you indeed found a way to break it and find a path to life, I can’t play according to the original strategy."
"Face your thunder, survive your tribulation, don’t waste your opportunity. I’ll rework my strategy and come to execute you."
Before finishing his words, a flash of red light escaped into the outer heavens, leaving only a human skin floating to the ground.
Lord Yun Meng frowned momentarily,
"What ...biu..."
"Bang——!!!!"
Then the ninth Heavenly Thunder fell, baptizing Yun Meng in a torrent of thunder.