Chapter 59: Pursuit in the Thunderstorm

  Wow!

  A sharp cry, the Phoenix Song's entire body shone with a brilliant golden red light, and her whole person was wrapped in a phoenix's illusory shadow.

  "Kuō Shén Kǎi!"

  Boom!

  Seven or eight purple lights surrounded the thunder, heavily striking Feng Ge's body. The golden red ancient phoenix's virtual shadow crackled and popped in a chaotic response, shattering with a loud crash.

  The phoenix song was like this, the other young phoenixes were even more unbearable, a thunderbolt went down, and there were four or five young people who cried out in agony, being struck to death, their bodies charred black, their spirits destroyed, already thoroughly dead.

  The most formidable were the two old men of the Feng tribe, both of whom had reached the Yuantai boundary in their cultivation. Whether it was their thick and powerful Fa Li, their skilled Shen Tong Fa Shu, or their strong Fa Bao, they were not something that a group of young people could compare to.

  An old man, holding a scarlet great banner in his hand, danced wildly, and a crimson fire dragon, roughly long and mournful, formed a defensive formation called the Departing Fire God Dragon Formation, stubbornly resisting the constantly slashing Purple Thunderbolt.

  Another elderly man, with a large tripod on his head, three legs and two ears, looks ancient and weathered, as if he has gone through a long period of time.

  Zi Lei's Thunderous Kill, this great tripod, seemed like a bottomless deep well, swallowing all the thunderbolts. The tripod was burning with fierce divine fire, but there were too many thunderbolts, and Wang Qian had thoroughly overdone it this time. The vast Purple Cloud Thunder was endless, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, one wave after another. Even though the ancient tripod in Feng Zu's hand was mysterious and wonderful, it also had a limit to its endurance. Faintly, cracks began to appear on the bronze-colored ancient tripod, which might shatter at any moment.

  Wang Qian can no longer care about anything else, because the real thunderbolt is coming down.

  Purple ocean, thunder ocean, strips of lightning formed dragon shapes, whistling and charging down, powerful tearing force, destructive force, wanting to destroy Wang Qian's physical body.

  "Haha, you've come at just the right time!"

  Wang Qian burst out laughing loudly, and his entire body emitted a dazzling blue light. The blue light was so intense that it seemed as if he had transformed into a blue-colored shadow, with only the color visible but not his human form.

  "Wang Qian, how dare you cheat me!"

  Feng Ge's entire body was covered in blood, his limbs were broken and many places had exposed white bone fragments. His hair was disheveled, his face pale, and his current appearance was quite pitiful.

  Looking at Wang Qian's gaze, full of resentment and poison, the discontent and anger in his heart grew stronger, because this time he had fallen too heavily. Never before had Feng Ge thought that he would end up in such a state. The heavenly thunder was striking wildly, the ancient phoenix scripture had been operated to its extreme by him, life energy was burning, transforming into magical power, forming the strongest defensive force.

  But all of this was useless, because the Zi Xuan Divine Thunder is a legendary calamity that is truly too terrifying.

  Boom!

  A purple light flashed by, and Feng Ge's half-body was burned, his breath dimmed, he felt that his life force was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

  It's also easy to understand that although he is a great perfection of foundation, he may realize the true way of fire at any time, cast his primordial spirit, and become a master, but the difference between the foundation boundary and the primordial spirit boundary is not general.

  In desperation, he went completely mad, standing in the thunderous ocean, shouting loudly and wildly with his mouth, and the resentment towards Wang Qian was poured out of the five lakes and four seas, but it was difficult to vent cleanly.

  "Haha, Feng Ge, all of this is the consequence of your own doing. If you had quietly left, how would there be such retribution today? Do you think that finding two Yuan Tiao elders can truly suppress me? Now it's the price of your mistake, enjoy the heavenly punishment well, this is also your fate!"

  Wang Gan burst out laughing, looking at Feng Ge's appearance, a pleasant feeling rose in his heart, and his entire soul felt refreshed.

  Buzz!

  A dense divine lightning, almost forming a kind of terrifying ** filled with destructive power, was completely poured onto his body.

  He took a deep breath and a large amount of thunder entered his body, the Nine Turns Body Refining Technique went crazy, constantly refining it into life energy, Suffering Sea Divine Power.

  Pfft!

  His entire half body was directly blasted into a bloody mist, bones, tendons, flesh and blood completely pulverized, miserable to the extreme.

  But he was completely unbothered, as this situation was entirely within his expectations.

  "Nine Revolutions of Body Refining, Rebirth from Nirvana!"

  He had a cyan divine flame burning on his body, just like the ancient immortal phoenix, reborn from the ashes, and the endless thunder elements around him were the energy of his rebirth.

  Wow!

  In the span of a breath, his entire body was completely restored. His bones were like jade, his tendons and muscles like steel, and his flesh and blood like divine iron. This terrifying regenerative power truly revealed the horror of the Nine Revolutions Body Refining Technique.

  This ancient skill was originally a creation of heaven and earth, breaking down and rebuilding, not breaking down without rebuilding. As the body breaks down and recovers, Wang Qian gained a deeper understanding of life and the treasures of the human body.

  A purple thunder dragon descended, and Wang Qian swallowed it with a big mouth. Endless spiritual energy poured into his body, bringing an unbearable pain that was accompanied by boundless joy, allowing him to experience the true meaning of cultivation.

  "Want to leave? How can that be? Today I've prepared such a big meal, if you don't properly try it, how can I let you just leave like this?"

  Wang Gan was traversing the thunder, experiencing the principle of destruction and vitality. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the two old men of the Phoenix tribe were working together in unison, their powers gathering together to completely unleash the power of the ancient great tripod, stubbornly resisting the endless divine lightning's slaughter from above. They were gradually starting to leave this ocean of thunder. How could this be? Wang Gan had always believed in a principle: either don't make a move, or if you do, then strike with decisive ruthlessness, not giving your enemy any chance to catch their breath.

  He strode forward with great strides, his speed like flight, a greenish-blue phantom, experiencing the baptism of thunder and lightning while chasing down those two old men.

  In one breath, Wang Qian had already arrived behind them, not far away, and struck without hesitation.

  Placed in a desperate situation, after being battered by countless thunderbolts, Wang Jian suddenly made his move. The kind of madness and determination he showed left the two elderly members of the Phoenix Clan completely shocked.

  "How can there be such a crazy person in this world? Doesn't he want his life anymore? This is under the thunderous killing of Zi Xuan Shen Lei!"

  Two people simultaneously had a fearful thought in their minds, and in their hundreds of years of cultivation history, they had never encountered such a crazy person before. This person was simply mad to the extreme.

  They secretly made up their minds that if they could escape this time, this person would definitely be put on the Feng family's blacklist. They must strangle him in the cradle, and once he grows up, it will be a disaster for the family.

  This is no joke, but a real truth. The character of people who cultivate themselves is mostly unyielding and determined. Once they decide on something, not even ten oxen can pull them back.

  This time, they were outside the small world of Feng Huang Valley, wanting to block Wang Qian, forcing him to call out the Undying Grass, and also harboring a deep killing intent towards him. This kind of cause and effect had already been completely established, and it was difficult to eliminate, as hard as ascending to heaven.

  "Boundless sea of suffering, transcend, transcend!"

  Boom!

  A gigantic palm print descended from the sky, with clear palm lines and boundless power contained within, giving people a sense of vast oppression.

  At the same time, a bolt of divine lightning wrapped around his palm, adding to his majesty. This killing move made the two elderly Phoenix Clan members feel as if their minds were on the verge of collapse.

  "No, Shen Huang Gu Ding, block it for me!"

  Buzz!

  The ancient giant tripod, came with a loud roar, wave after wave of intense tremors, shaking the sky, the mysterious symbols and paintings on the wall of the tripod, completely came to life, as if they were about to jump out of the tripod, appear in the world, engage in real combat.

  Collapse!

  What is the catastrophe, now Wang Qian is performing this fact. Under his wild and violent moves, his potential has been completely squeezed out. This palm print is the most terrifying one in the Suffering Sea Seal, called the Transcendence God Seal, which means to transcend all sentient beings.

  The ancient giant tripod was mighty and powerful, but unfortunately, it had been cracked all over by the lightning strike just now. When Wang Qian's killing move hit it, it was immediately blown to pieces, a tragic sight to behold.