Chapter Thirty-Four: Heartless Thunder, Infinite Lightning
Electric light illuminates the sky, eliminating evil and wickedness; thunderbolts shock the world, startling all demons!
The drought-stricken sky was like a warning from heaven, a manifestation of its anger towards the evil hearts of men. For an instant, Tang Mengxu was intimidated by the majestic power of the heavens, his movements involuntarily stifled, and the surging snake-like waves were instantly scattered. With a sudden change of heart, Yang Zhao seized this brief moment of emptiness, raised his arm and let out a long whistle, as the Li and Kan hexagrams appeared simultaneously under his feet. Propelled by the enormous power generated by the collision of water and fire, he shot up into the air like a skyrocket, piercing through the clouds. Tang Mengxu and the woman looked up at the same time, their faces suddenly changing, and cried out in unison: "This is terrible!"
The thunder had barely fallen when the second clap of thunder arrived. The massive lightning bolt that shot from nine heavens to the mortal world tore through the dark night sky, illuminating the entire city of Chengdu in a brilliant white light. Everyone who raised their heads could see clearly that the lightning bolt struck Yang Zhao, who was leaping into the air, with unerring accuracy!
The power of thunder and lightning, can a mere mortal's flesh and blood withstand it? Let alone Yang Zhao himself, even the number one master in the world, Moha Ye, the leader of the Extreme Joy Sect, might not be able to endure it if he were present. In the blink of an eye, that tyrannical energy that dominated the universe poured into Yang Zhao's body without leaving a single thread behind. The dragon's roar was cut off abruptly, and Young Master Wang didn't even have time to make another sound before he crashed to the ground like a fallen leek. The woman's thoughts turned rapidly, her face pale with alarm, as she commanded: "Tang Mengxu, retreat quickly!"
Tang Mengshu saw the opportunity quickly, and he wouldn't be inferior to anyone. Before the woman finished speaking, he blew a whistle and commanded the "Black Watersilver" snakes to retreat with Qin Wu'an and Hu Jing'shui as hostages. As soon as Yang Zhao was surrounded by countless sparks, he fell heavily like a meteor, smashing into the ground. In an instant, stones flew everywhere, and mud splattered in all directions. A huge pit was smashed out of the empty space. Countless "Black Watersilver" snakes that didn't have time to escape were blown away and crushed into meat sauce. Not only the Chengdu government office but also the surrounding two or three blocks of buildings shook violently at this moment. All the animals in the city, including chickens and dogs, were frightened and lost their voices, barking and howling loudly, tearing apart the peaceful and joyful atmosphere that had existed just a moment before!
Still reeling, footsteps sounded. A figure emerged, one step at a time, from the depths of the pit and crawled back onto the ground. His entire body was surrounded by a silver glow, with seven apertures swallowing thunder and spitting lightning, his expression ferocious and terrifying. And wherever he passed, the mud beneath his feet quickly solidified into glass-like crystals. The situation was so bizarre that it was almost unbelievable. As for this figure's true identity, there was no need to ask; apart from Yang Zhao, who else could it be?
With a physical body that can withstand the heavenly thunder and lightning without dying, but instead absorbs this violent energy to make the impossible possible, what is approaching in front of you, can it still be considered human? Tang Mengxu's hair stood on end. With a wave of his sleeve, he protected his body and shouted hoarsely: "Young master, if you want them to die, just come over!" As he shouted, seven or eight black water silver snakes opened their mouths, revealing their poisonous fangs, and the red snake tongues licked Qin Wu'an and Hu Jing's faces. If Tang Mengxu blew his whistle again, the two of them would immediately suffer the same fate as Tuoba Wenrui, being bitten into a pile of white bones in an instant.
Yang Zhao's footsteps indeed stopped. However, the silver light surrounding him not only did not weaken, but instead intensified several times stronger. Intense electric currents wildly flashed about, extending as far as three to four meters away. He gritted his teeth, using all his might, and hoarsely said: "Qin brothers, Hu brothers, you can rest assured... and go on your way. The Tang Sect's dog thief will soon... come down... to accompany you!"
These two sentences were spoken clearly, and every word that came out of his mouth was enough to make people's hearts and gallbladders tremble. The woman in the distance heard it and her face changed again, and the invisible shadow of death suddenly covered the sky and earth, and under the unprecedented fear, she didn't even have time to think for another half second. She hastily mobilized her true energy and jumped up with all her might. At the same time, Yang Zhao looked up at the sky and let out a loud roar, his two fists tightly clenched and raised above his head, fiercely pounding the ground!
A deafening thunderclap shook the air as a fierce silver light burst forth from Yang Zhao's body. A terrifying white glow enveloped everything, rendering people deaf and blind. The entire city of Chengdu was immediately hit with a second shockwave, its intensity surpassing the previous one. The silver lightning burst out of Yang Zhao's body, rapidly spreading along the ground and covering the entire area in an instant. The violent thunder energy that had been forcibly suppressed within his body by Yang Zhao's true qi was now unleashed. Wherever it passed, it brought only death - thousands upon thousands of "Black Water Silver" snakes were instantly electrocuted, their bodies reduced to charred, blackened corpses.
The woman barely jumped onto the roof of a nearby house, narrowly escaping danger. She involuntarily raised her hands to cover her eyes, her heart filled with shock. Because even in her wildest dreams, she had never imagined that someone could unleash such an astonishing destructive power with their physical body.
The burst of silver light lasted only for a few breaths, but the feeling it gave was as long as several hours. When the light disappeared and everything returned to normal, the woman on the rooftop opened her eyes slightly, looking down with apprehension. What she saw was Yang Zhao, who was still in the posture of punching the ground with his fist, but had completely lost his vitality like a clay or wooden puppet.
He was completely naked, his clothes had obviously been blown to smithereens in the process of releasing lightning earlier. The exposed skin was charred and still emitting wisps of smoke. In front of Little King Wang, there were snakes' corpses scattered all over the ground, giving off a pungent smell that made people's eyes water. Qin Wu'an and Hu Jing Shui fell among the snakes' corpses, it was impossible to tell who was who.
Not far away, on the eaves of a house, there was a slender figure standing high and looking down at everything in the courtyard below. If Yang Zhao could lift his head to look up, he would immediately discover that it was Fan Qinghui, the successor of Jingzhai. However, it seemed that the young master had exhausted all his strength and perished together with the enemy. Fan Qinghui let out a soft sigh, feeling empty in her chest, unable to describe what she felt. She reached out and scooped up Mingyue Dajia, who was still unconscious, and swiftly departed.
No one on the ground knew that Jing Zhai's successor had come and gone quietly. The woman only saw a glimpse of something snow-white curled up among the charred snake corpses, which was even more eye-catching. She slightly put down her guard and called out: "Tang Mengshu, if you're not dead yet, hurry up and get up."
That snow-white mass shook violently, and countless tiny objects fell off from above. Tang Mengshu trembled and struggled to stand up, his originally pale face now even more ashen. Looking at his own thick and dense fur coat, it had become sparse and thin, resembling a mangy dog. The evil Tang sect member suddenly let out a mournful howl: "Gate-destroying worm! My precious heart's treasure!"
The Tangmen, being named after poison, naturally excels at raising all sorts of highly toxic snakes and insects. Apart from the "Black Water Silver" mutant snake, Tang Mengxu also has a poisonous insect called "Mourning Door Maggot", which is considered a lifesaving trump card. This poisonous insect uses the maggots from the southwestern swampy region of Bashu as its base, and is fed refined toxic liquid, undergoing internal force catalysis to transform into a new species within a day and night.
Tang Mengxun's leather jacket was soaked with toxic substances. The lazy maggots naturally gathered on it, treating it as a warm bed. Once they encountered external forces attacking, the poisonous maggots would automatically produce resistance under instinctual drive, using their high-speed movement to eliminate all attacks. It was truly an extraordinary living armor. Apart from defense, Tang Mengxun could also mobilize his internal energy to use the maggots as hidden projectiles to injure people. The maggots were as thin as cow hair, with sharp heads like cones, and would drill into anything they encountered. When scattered on an enemy's body, they could enter through even the tiniest openings, and within a few minutes, they could suck blood and drain marrow, killing silently and invisibly.
Yang Zhao's wildly released thunderbolts had a destructive power that was rarely seen in Tang Mengxu's life. In the blink of an eye, he couldn't even defend himself, let alone escape. The only thing he could do in this emergency was to wrap his body tightly with the leather cloak and use the mourning door worm to protect himself. Fortunately, these treasures did not disappoint him, successfully replacing their master to withstand most of the thunderbolt energy that invaded his body, and Tang Mengxu narrowly escaped with his life.
Raising the Corpse Worms was an extremely difficult process, so Tang Meng Shu had always treated them as his treasures, and would never use them lightly. Now that he had lost more than 90% of them in one go, it not only made him feel extremely painful, but also made him afraid that Yang Zhao would rather die than yield, and this time's mission would ultimately end in failure. The rules of the Tang Sect were very strict, regardless of identity, anyone who failed would be punished. After the failure of this mission, he didn't know what kind of suffering awaited him when he returned. For a moment, Tang Meng Shu felt both sorrowful and afraid, his anger rising from his heart to his gallbladder, and he cursed as he walked straight to Yang Zhao's corpse, lifted his right leg and kicked out viciously. He happened to kick Yang Zhao's "corpse" in the right chest.
That stiff and motionless "corpse" suddenly let out a long breath with a loud "Hoooo~", its tightly closed eyelids snapped open, revealing an intimidating gleam. The woman's heart was violently shaken, her mouth agape in a scream that had yet to escape. Before she could make a sound, Yang Zhao swiftly reached out like lightning, his sharp claws grasping Tang Mengshu's legs, his powerful body standing upright as he let out a wild roar towards the sky.
The sudden change was so abrupt that Tang Mengxu could never have imagined that a dead man would come back to life. It was already too late to resist. In the blink of an eye, Young Master Wang grabbed his left leg again, with both claws interlocking and without any hesitation, he used force to tear him apart. Amidst the mournful and pained cries, this Tangmen's poisonous expert was actually torn in half alive by Yang Zhao. Fresh blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground, even if Hua Tuo were reborn, he couldn't save him.
Yang Zhao threw down the blood-soaked corpse, waving his arms wildly and shouting. His body, charred and carbonized from being struck by lightning, suddenly shed its skin entirely, revealing a smooth and perfect physique.
It was only because of the power of heavenly thunder that it not only surpassed all others, but also contained infinite and boundless righteous energy. With the assistance of the true energy of the King's Way from the I Ching Xuan Jian, Yang Zhao suddenly broke through multiple major acupoints throughout his body, and the true energy of the twelve regular meridians in his body converged at the Tianling Baihui point, officially announcing the great success of the "Easy Heaven Exchange Earth, Big Dipper Turn Star Move" technique. At the same time, the two heavy heart methods of the Four Symbol Xuan Gong, "Infinite Electricity" and "Ruthless Thunder", were also cultivated.
At this moment, Yang Zhao's entire person has undergone a metamorphosis, his power having leapt to an unimaginable realm that he had never thought possible before.
Witnessing such a scene, the woman who had been watching from the sidelines couldn't help but know that her plan had completely failed. As long as there is a green mountain, one need not worry about having no firewood to burn. After being frightened out of her wits, she didn't dare stay any longer and entangle herself with Yang Zhao, who had become as terrifying as a dead god. With a resentful stamp of her foot, she turned around and fled without hesitation.
Yang Zhao's body was filled with vigor and his true energy surged. However, the resentment in his heart did not decrease one bit even though Tang Mengxu had been torn into two pieces by his own hands. He suddenly turned his head, and the reflection of the woman's rapidly retreating figure appeared in his eyes, a cruel smile like that of a cat catching an old mouse flowed out from the corner of his mouth. With a low shout, he immediately activated the Infinite Electric Body Technique. His entire body transformed into a flash of lightning, dragging behind him a long blue electric glow that tore through the sky and chased after her at incredible speed, almost beyond comprehension.
The woman who was desperately fleeing would never have dreamed that there could be someone in the world who could reach such a speed. In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhao had already crossed his arms to block her path and shouted: "Where are you going!" His right hand formed a knife-like shape, and with a swift slash, he cut through the air. Under the lightning-fast slash, the woman's cloak and hood were torn to shreds, revealing her true face. In the starlight, she had skin as white as snow, lips as red as cherry blossoms, eyes like peach flowers, and a hint of evil energy hidden between her eyebrows. It was none other than Tang Clan's young master Tang Shengwen's biological sister, Shu Kingdom's Yang Xiu, also known as Tang Zhongqing.
Sometimes it hurts to separate red tickets and collect drips of water
The computer's CD drive is broken and needs to be replaced at the computer mall. It's so expensive, 1200 is really painful T_T
