Chapter 44: The Little Divine Messenger

  Green Cloud Valley

  A thunderous sound rises in the valley, a vast and majestic aura spreads out, causing the immortal mist to surge and the fog to churn.

  The sky was filled with clouds, and Ming Bing's eyes revealed a hint of unusual color as he said, "Ming Lei, you actually passed this on to him too."

  Zi Lei Peak's master lightly smiled and said, "Lei Gang's comprehension is still passable. After he grasped the Eighteen Thunder Soldiers, I passed it on to him. It hasn't even been half a year since then, but using this move will still cause him not insignificant injuries. However, the Nine Peaks' small competition was originally meant for tempering. If one were to hold back, there would be no meaning to it."

  Several peak masters looked at each other, and the Lotus Peak Master nodded for the first time. The Sword Peak Cloud Platform, Ming Xian Dao Ren was silent, taking a sip of purple bamboo wine.

  On the way to Taiwan.

  A majestic and mysterious aura spread out, silvery lightning entwining around Lei Gang's body. His eyes gleamed with a cold intent, as if infused with the power of lightning, like a walking god of thunder in the mortal world. He gazed at Qi Tian and declared, "Your strength has exceeded my expectations! You dare to wound my pride? I will use my most powerful technique to knock you off your pedestal, making you understand that even with the First Heaven Sword Body, it is impossible to triumph in the ancient cultivation, and you are doomed to fall!"

  Humm——

  The thunderous energy between heaven and earth converged on the Dao platform, almost stirring up a silver thunderstorm, such a commotion left some of the 16th generation disciples bewildered.

  "Could it be, could this be—"

  Many people are incoherent, even if they cultivate to the point of recognizing spirits, they still have to bow their heads and surrender in front of such mighty power.

  Qitian felt an enormous pressure, the Dao rhyme almost solidified into substance, and in an instant it surged violently. This was fundamentally incomparable to the previous eighteen Lei Bing, it was a difference between heaven and earth.

  Suddenly, he thought of a scene from half a year ago and said in a low voice, "Xiao Shentong!"

  The sound of thunder was like rolling thunder, and he shouted: "I didn't expect you to know the little divine art too. This is my Purple Thunder Peak's Town Peak Dao Jue, Thunder Law Little Divine Art, Heavenly Thunder Seal, Heavenly Thunder Overwhelming, Seal Suppressing All Things. Today, I will suppress you once and for all, let you thoroughly understand the difference between us!"

  He took a deep breath, and coldly sneered: "You keep saying that I have the First Heaven Sword Body, which is difficult to cultivate in modern times, wanting me to awaken. In reality, it's you who are apprehensive, apprehensive of the prestige of the Ancient Sword Immortals, apprehensive of another expert of the Mystic Sword Peak! You're afraid!"

  His eyes shone with divine light, two yin-yang fish spinning in his eyes, unfolding into two mysterious paths. His voice was loud and clear, even the thunder couldn't suppress it, and it spread clearly outside the Taoist platform.

  Yun Bi's six people all raised their eyebrows, and Qi Tian's words were no less than a sword that cut sharply to their faces.

  "You're quite bold, aren't you?!" Yun Biyu spoke up coldly, without any restraint. "Lei Gang, why don't you quickly subdue him? Even if he's eloquent, in the face of absolute power, he'll still have to surrender!"

  "Not bad!" Lei Gang shouted loudly, "I'll suppress you and see how eloquent you are then!"

  His entire body was filled with lightning, and a silver electric current swirled around him. With a burst of energy, he formed nearly a hundred hand seals in an instant, his fingers interlocking as a stream of silver lightning converged between them. The lightning was like mercury, flowing like water, and a mysterious silver seal condensed into being, emitting a powerful aura that rose up majestically.

  Zi Tian has a feeling that this Lei Yin's hidden Heavenly Thunder is more terrifying than the last ray of light from the Nine Heavens' Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and it has already begun its final transformation.

  "How terrifying is the mysterious thunder, when can the mysterious thunder be so terrifying."

  "Haven't you seen that one point of scarlet white in the center of the Thunder Seal? That is the Original Thunder, above the Mysterious Thunder. This Heavenly Thunder Seal has already been transformed by this Thunder Seal into a point of Original Thunder."

  On the cloud platform, all sixteen disciples changed color. Yuan Lei, surpassing Xuan Lei, was in a different league. This Lei Gang was still in the realm of recognizing spirits and yet he could already borrow a thread of mighty power. Could it be that this little divine ability was really so powerful?

  Many people have red eyes, but they also know that the entire Qingyun Sect has only a few small magical powers. To get them, you must have extraordinary talent or make great contributions; otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to obtain them.

  On the way to Taiwan.

  His body was full of sharp edges, his eyes were moving in a mysterious way, he had reached the realm of sword rhyme, and he understood more about the way of yin and yang. He could see through the void and distinguish all kinds of principles. However, even so, he couldn't see through the Heavenly Thunder Seal. The small magical skill involved three thousand Dao secrets, but his understanding of the way of yin and yang was too shallow, making it impossible to measure.

  The purple bamboo sword emitted a clear sword hum, and along with it, the entire body of Qitian also produced a faint sword chant. He gazed at the Heavenly Thunder Seal, as if the last strike of the mysterious thunder was even more terrifying, with an overwhelming Dao rhyme sealing it, making it impossible to dodge.

  Rumble...

  Lei Gang pressed down with both hands, as if the Thunder God was covering his hand. The thunderous sound was like a tide, and the Heavenly Thunder Seal rose straight into the wind, transforming into a five-zhang-sized seal that seemed almost substantial. The terrifying aura emanating from the Heavenly Thunder Seal was too dense, enveloping the entire Dao platform, intending to erase all sword auras on Qi Tian's body.

  A head of black hair moved without wind, the Taoist robe fluttered, and was pressed onto his body by an invisible Tao rhyme. Qitian's expression was solemn, the purple bamboo sword slowly rose, and chopped down with force. The pre-heavenly sword body was flawless like gold and jade, condensed on the purple bamboo sword, the entire purple bamboo sword completely transformed into a golden jade color.

  Recite

  A sword hums out of the Dao platform, the purple bamboo sword buzzing non-stop, as if it has given birth to a spiritual nature and wants to control itself.

  "This sword also has the qualifications for promotion to fifth rank, unfortunately, it still can't withstand the Heavenly Thunder Seal."

  "At this critical juncture, external help is essentially an illusion."

  The 16th generation disciples started their training much earlier than the 17th generation, they have a broader vision, not only are their skills more profound, but also the things they know far exceed what most of the 17th generation can compare to.

  They saw that the Purple Bamboo Sword, which had undergone a sword rhyme, had produced an invisible imprint at this moment and obtained the qualifications for promotion to fifth rank. They also saw a hint of yuan lei in the Heavenly Thunder Seal.

  Yuán Léi Líng jià yú shí shén zhī shàng, gēn běn nán yǐ dǐ dàng, jiù suàn zhǐ yǒu yī diǎn, yě zú yǐ lìng zhū duō shí shén shàng jìng shǒu máng jiǎo luàn, shèn zhì yào shòu shāng tuì, bù néng xiāng kàng.

  One after another, the innate sword energy burst out of the purple bamboo sword, each one reaching its peak, containing the ultimate realm of sword rhyme, four feet long and four inches wide, light as willow catkins, yet seeming to tear apart the sky.

  "What a terrifying sword aura, it can't be compared with Yun Fei at all!"

  "The innate sword energy is the foundation for the manifestation of the ancient sword immortal's mighty power, an ordinary move can crush a mid-grade technique executed by someone in the same realm."

  Some of the 16th generation disciples were not highly cultivated and whispered to each other, thinking that in order to win against Qitian in the future, they would need to use infinite dao power to suppress him.

  Pfft——

  Pfft——

  One by one, the innate sword auras dissipated within the Heavenly Thunder Seal, and the seal itself gradually shrank. The mysterious thunder dispersed, and after half a breath, only a fist-sized remnant remained.

  A fist-sized Heavenly Thunder Seal emitted a dazzling white lightning, an existence that surpassed the Mystic Thunder. The power of the Primordial Thunder instantly shattered over a dozen Innate Sword Auras, almost without any dissipation.

  Just as the fist-sized Heavenly Thunder Seal was about to collide with the Purple Bamboo Sword, a layer of cold white divine light suddenly burst forth from the entire White Jade Altar, accompanied by an ancient Daoist chant that resonated throughout the Qingyun Valley. On the altar, a dark yellow giant hand suddenly appeared out of thin air, covering an area of ten zhang. The palm lines were clearly visible, resembling thick and massive pythons. As soon as it appeared, it reached out to grab Qi Tian and the other person in mid-air.

  Hmph!

  The fist-sized Heavenly Thunder Seal vanished instantly, and that bit of Primordial Thunder also vanished in an instant. At this moment, Qi Tian felt a vast power like a mountain descending onto his body from afar, the Purple Bamboo Sword wailed, its blade's edge almost being shaken apart, being entwined by an invisible force, unable to move even a little.

  On the other hand, Lei Gang's body was severely injured, with cracking sounds, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he was actually seriously injured.

  "A congenital sword body, a heavenly thunder body, I don't know if I've wiped them out, will your Qingyun Sect feel the pain!"

  A cold and rough voice echoed in the empty space, impossible to discern its direction.

  "You damned beast, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

  The ice path person's eyes pierced through the white millet, in the sky above, the nine peaks' masters simultaneously stood up, the nine great momentum's divine splendor once again rose to the heavens, the Qingyun Valley's earth, on the Dao platform's four sides, under everyone's feet, suddenly appeared countless mysterious patterns, these patterns emitted Dao rhymes, shaking the void, a mysterious aura rose up. (Collected friends, is there any more? Everyone's recommendation votes, let's cast them, the new book rankings top ten, are waiting for us, waiting for Sword Ancestor!)