Chapter Fifty-One: Faith
Boundless thunder, earth-shaking and deafening roars, twisting together to form thick lightning bolts, dense and piercing through the void.
Each time it falls, it leaves a scorched mark on the ground, a breath of destruction.
Densely packed lightning seemed like billions of electric snakes slithering around, shrouding the entire mountain top.
Jing Tian gazed at the mountain full of lightning, feeling somewhat helpless. In his memory, lightning was incredibly terrifying, and ghostly bodies were almost powerless against it.
Tian Gui asked: "Is there another way up the mountain besides this one?"
Tian Gui Dao said, "It seems not. This You Ming Mountain stretches across the east and west, with a circumference of millions of miles. I haven't explored it in detail, but wherever I've been, I've seen this thunder from afar."
Ji Tian fell silent, his hands forming a seal that subdued the ghost and wrapped it in a large amount of yin energy before sending it into the thunder and lightning.
As soon as the ghost entered the thunder and lightning, the entire mountain's thunder suddenly boiled over, condensing into a thick bolt of lightning that instantly blasted the ghost to smithereens.
The giant skull took a step back and muttered to itself: "Can't get through, can't get through!"
Four people wandered outside the Thunderbolt, unable to make a decision for a long time.
The demon dragon listlessly used its own dragon tail to slap and shatter rocks, watching them slowly repair themselves.
A loud and high-pitched dragon's roar, venting the boredom in his heart.
Jitian sat cross-legged on a rock, quietly sensing the power of thunder.
Mo Long Dao said: "This thunder seems powerful, perhaps there's nothing special about it. Waiting like this is no better than going up to take a chance."
The Great Desolate Skeleton sneered: "Then go and try it out."
The dragon's angry tail swept towards the giant skull, instantly smashing the entire skull into pieces.
After reorganizing, the Great Desolate Skeleton roared: "If you have the ability, go and fight against that Thunderbolt."
"Go if you must, but is there anything left that can still make my dragon clan afraid?"
The dragon rushed into the area where lightning was constantly rolling, and as soon as it came into contact with the lightning, a numbness spread throughout its body. Its whole body shook for a moment before rushing towards the top of the mountain.
Jitian shouted, "Don't be reckless, Demon Dragon..." Jitian's heart stirred, and deep within his soul, he felt a sense of fear towards Lei Tong. He didn't dare take this step, and without trying, how would he know for sure that he wouldn't be able to do it?
Sometimes people get trapped in their own self-made cages, and most of the time they are defeated by themselves. Rather than hesitating and not knowing what to do, it's better to take that step forward.
I once warned myself that although the road ahead is fraught with countless difficulties, I must press forward bravely.
Ji Tian slowly stood up and walked firmly towards the endless thunder.
Tiangui and Dahuang Skull hesitated at the sight and did not dare to move forward, ultimately not taking that step.
Lightning burst forth like a pot exploding, each bolt twisting and turning as it hurtled towards the silent sky.
His own body was only in contact with the lightning, and the outer layer of killing aura outside his body was destroyed. This positive energy was not something he could withstand, it was too powerful for him.
Ji Tian halted his footsteps at the edge of the Thunderbolt, where the lightning was still within his tolerance. He continuously circulated his primordial spirit and absorbed the killing aura between heaven and earth, forming a protective layer.
Step by step move forward.
A loud "crack" sounded as a massive thunderbolt exploded right next to me, with endless lightning forming an electric arc that rushed towards me.
Ji Tian was caught off guard for a moment and his body was invaded by the massive power of thunder, instantly dispersing his primordial spirit. A surge of black mist erupted out.
Ji Tian let out a loud roar of pain, hastily casting his seal, and the power of each seal materialized around his body.
"The" dark fog that was constantly being worn away by lightning had recondensed on his body.
This lightning is really powerful, just a thread can shatter the protective layer that has been constantly strengthening itself, this is what it means to be mutually destructive, and I have almost no power to resist.
I wish there was something I could rely on.
Ji Tian pondered for a moment, then carefully made the ancient relic bones float slowly beside him.
A sudden burst of lightning flashed by, and the concentrated electric snake struck that piece of shattered bone. A strange power was absorbed by the relic, and what originally had a faint crack, actually showed signs of repair.
Is this, does lightning contain the power of creation, with a powerful healing force?
Ji Tian continuously poured the power of his soul into the relic bones, forming a barrier that blocked out the external lightning force. The black relic bones, however, floated amidst the lightning, constantly absorbing its strange power.
Ji Tian walked in a space filled with lightning flashes, his eyes felt nothing but the piercing brightness.
But a sudden black shadow appeared in front of him.
"Dragon of Darkness, Dragon of Darkness"
That cluster of black shadows transmitted a weak sound, as if it was about to be annihilated in the boundless thunder.
He struggled to move forward in the thunder, despite being protected by the black bones, but the incredibly heavy pressure still made it somewhat difficult for his yuanqi to circulate.
The figure in front of him was shaken for several days, the demon dragon had almost become a lump of flesh, leaving only a proud dragon head standing upright, repeatedly roaring towards the endless thunder.
That's a timid roar.
Ji Tian felt a massive vitality gestating in that mass of flesh and blood.
A mighty bolt of lightning struck down, as thick as a water bucket. A purple electric snake extended from the cloud layer all the way to the ground, its target directly at that high-spirited dragon head.
Ji Tian painfully dodged to one side, using his divine sense to loudly shout: "Magic Dragon, quickly dodge!" As he said that, he threw out the only hard object within his body, the black stone containing a strand of Pangu's bone marrow.
Ji Tian hoped that the black stone could withstand the purple lightning, but the black stone only withstood it for a moment before being pressed down by the thunder and heavily smashing onto the dragon's head.
"The entire dragon head was instantly struck by a purple divine thunderbolt, as well as that one black stone."
Ji Tian was knocked down by the residual waves of purple lightning and scrambled up in a hurry, pouncing towards the dragon head that had turned into bloody mud.
The dragon's flesh and blood were blurred, without a hint of soulful aura, could it be that its spirit had dissipated just like that.
A strong will to fight formed around Ji Tian. The intense will rotated like a storm, forming a virtual shadow that gradually materialized. A strange gas formed around the virtual shadow, slowly merging all the swirling gases together, gathering into a massive vortex. Countless strange gases were continuously sucked in, rapidly absorbed and refined, transforming into golden liquid flows that merged into the vortex until it was filled with the golden liquid. The enormous strange gas still showed no signs of depletion, continuing to be absorbed and refined, gradually making the liquid flow thicker...
As the strange energy rapidly decreased, the water flow became more and more viscous, finally condensing into a solid, quickly forming a golden bead the size of a soybean. The bead rapidly grew in size, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.
"Dragon Ball"
The Dragon Ball emitted a dazzling light, absorbing the illusory shadows floating in mid-air and condensing them into a golden dragon silhouette.
The dragon ball kept spinning, a stream of dragon energy was condensed by the dragon ball, and the flesh and blood that were struck by lightning were attracted by the dragon ball and condensed into a dragon body with the dragon energy, a golden dragon body.
Ji Tian silently guarded the surroundings of the dragon's body, and it was strange to say that this thunder and lightning did not attack the formed golden dragon, but only struck itself from time to time.
Is this a test, the dragon has withstood the test and been remolded into a dragon body. Although it is still growing now, it is absolutely different from the previous patchwork dragon body.
Ji Tian felt that the reason why the demon dragon could re-condense into a dragon body was because of its unyielding will to fight, and it was precisely this unyielding determination that gave him this opportunity.
Perhaps I was wrong, this thunder and lightning is not an obstacle to the ghost body, but rather an opportunity. If one can pass through the test of thunder and lightning, they can gain a new life. At least, I feel that the magic dragon is not that guy with a body full of dark energy.
Jiutou Man Shi once said that the highest achievement of a ghost is to become a yin spirit, because there is no yang spirit. Can this thunder and lightning shape a yang spirit?
Ji Tian retreated far away from the demonic dragon, firmly believing that his conviction could withstand the attack of the purple lightning and resolutely withdrawing the protection of Pangu's relic.
A bolt of purple lightning suddenly formed from the depths of the cloud layer, carrying boundless power as it thundered towards him.
Quietly, he busied himself pouring his own soul power into the golden sun of his sea of consciousness.
"A loud rumble" A devastating force that destroyed its own ghostly body, and it felt its soul drifting in the thunder and lightning.
Another purple arc of electricity hurtled towards his soul.
The sea of one's own consciousness suddenly bursts open, and the mountains of murderous thoughts, resentful thoughts, and fearful thoughts in the sea of one's own consciousness also disappear without a trace.
His heart and soul exist in that one bright sun.
Repeatedly struck by the purple lightning, my conviction, the sun, was on the verge of collapse, and the golden palace within it also appeared damaged. Ji Tian's spirit continued to resonate, no matter how overwhelming the pressure, I would not yield; no matter how daunting the difficulties, I would not give up.
Unyielding! Unrelenting! Ji Tian felt that he was already dead, without a hint of spiritual energy, no sea of consciousness, only one thought remained.
Darkness in front of one's own eyes, one's own faith constantly flowing in one's heart, a dazzling light tore through the darkness, it was the sun.
The sun remains in its own heart. A strange power forms around its faith, wrapping itself warmly.
It is vitality, it is boundless vitality. It is spiritual power, it is majestic spiritual power.

