Chapter 670: Failure to Report on Time Will Result in Complete Revocation of All Status
Holy Thunder City.
Patriarch's residence.
Lei Zhonghe paced anxiously back and forth.
A moment later, Lei Chuan hurriedly entered the main hall.
In a low voice, he said, "Reporting to the Patriarch, the Old Supreme sent me back."
Lei Zhonghe immediately asked, "Quickly, what's the situation in the Thousandfold Thunder Prison?"
Lei Chuan replied gravely, "Not optimistic."
"After the Thousandfold Thunder Prison rioted, the three Supremes immediately entered and barely managed to eliminate the first wave of Demon Thunderfiends."
"Those Demon Thunderfiends had all been hiding in various corners of the prison. Under normal circumstances, they were supposed to be located and destroyed by the Supremes over the course of a thousand years, once the prison opened."
"Our Thunder Prison Clan has done this many times before without a single oversight."
"But for some reason, it's as if they suddenly received a signal—they went mad and launched an assault on the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison, trying to break into it."
Lei Zhonghe let out a long sigh, his brows deeply furrowed. "And now? What do the three Supremes say?"
Lei Chuan spoke in a low voice, "The Old Supreme says the Demon Thunderfiends are endless. Even when killed, they revive. Ultimately, it's due to the existence of Demon Thunderfiend Seeds."
"If the Demon Thunderfiend Seeds scattered throughout the Thousandfold Thunder Prison can be unearthed and destroyed, the Thunderfiends will lose their source of power and can no longer revive."
"Only then can the three Supremes withdraw from the prison."
Lei Zhonghe sighed heavily.
The Demon Thunderfiend Seeds grow in every dark corner of the prison.
They might grow like weeds on the ground.
They might also attach themselves to demonic beasts.
Or even drift unseen in the air.
To fully uproot the Thunderfiend Seeds would be impossible without ten thousand cultivators.
And all of them must be at least at the Nirvana Realm with forty patterns or above.
Lei Zhonghe asked earnestly, "How is the Old Supreme's condition?"
Lei Chuan's eyes turned slightly red. "He is gravely wounded."
"The Old Supreme is holding the front line alone. He said his lifespan is nearing its end, so the younger generation should conserve their strength."
He could not help but say, "Patriarch, the situation is dire—we must request aid."
"If we delay any longer, the Old Supreme will…"
He did not utter the word "fall."
That would be a grave disrespect to the Old Supreme.
Lei Zhonghe clenched his jaw.
Request aid.
Such simple words, yet they carried the full weight of the Thunder Prison Clan's pride.
Once they requested aid, what face would the Thunder Prison Clan have left?
Among the five great powers of East Province, which one had not suppressed a filthy path Dao artifact?
And yet it was the Thunder Prison Clan's Bone Yin Fiend Scripture that erupted into chaos.
They would even have to request the other four powers to send reinforcements.
How disgraceful would that be?
And if the Dao artifacts suppressed by other powers also erupted later?
What then?
But in the end, Lei Zhonghe chose to ask for aid.
Face was important.
But the Supremes of the Thunder Prison Clan were even more important!
If a Supreme were to fall, the clan's peak combat power would plummet several ranks.
And if another Dao artifact riot occurred in the future, they'd still have to request help.
Better to ask early than late.
Hesitation in crisis only leads to disaster!
"Lei Chuan, go summon all Nirvana Realm cultivators under the clan's rule with forty patterns or above."
"I will make the call for aid," Lei Zhonghe said solemnly.
"Yes." Lei Chuan's expression turned grim.
One hour later—
All cultivators of the Thunder Prison Clan at the forty-pattern Nirvana Realm and above felt their identity tokens vibrate.
Shen Mo's token did as well.
He took out his Heaven-grade Worship Token.
Injecting spiritual energy into it—
A solemn voice immediately emerged from within.
"The Thousandfold Thunder Prison has opened early. All Nirvana Realm cultivators with forty patterns or more are to gather at the Martial Arena in Holy Thunder City."
"Deadline is three days! Failure to report will result in complete revocation of all status!"
Shen Mo's eyes lit up at those words.
It had come. It was happening.
The Bone Yin Fiend Scripture had erupted!
The Thousandfold Thunder Prison was being forced open ahead of schedule!
The Thunder Prison Clan had issued a call for aid!
He had seen all of this beforehand on Lei Zizhen's life panel.
And now, it was all unfolding.
"The Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison and the Bone Yin Fiend Scripture—those are both Dao Artifacts."
Shen Mo couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Dao Artifacts were supreme treasures that only Saint Realm cultivators were qualified to wield.
If any cultivator below the Saint Realm dared to touch one, they would instantly perish, unable to withstand the truths of heaven and earth contained within.
Of course, Shen Mo had no intention of claiming either of these Dao Artifacts.
Even Shi Tianhao's opportunity only allowed him to steal a fraction of the power from the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison and the Bone Yin Fiend Scripture.
Shen Mo suddenly rose, spiritual energy surging around him.
He looked at the air before him and abruptly punched out.
Buzz!
Everything seemed to freeze.
Time slowed to an extreme degree.
Buzz!
Shen Mo withdrew his fist.
Time resumed its normal flow.
This was the Platinum Dragon Fist.
Naturally, the Platinum Dragon Fist did not possess the ability to halt time, not even after a first-stage enhancement.
It only seemed that way because the speed of the strike was simply too fast—so fast it gave the illusion that time had slowed.
"Still a step too slow. I wasn't able to complete the fifth layer and master the first-stage Platinum Dragon Fist. What a pity."
"After entering the Thousandfold Thunder Prison, I should still have time to continue cultivating."
Shen Mo rubbed his arms, then strode out of the cultivation chamber with large, confident steps.
Creak—creak—
All twenty-seven cultivation rooms on the ninth floor began opening in succession.
Heaven-grade worshippers and core clan members emerged, heading for the martial arena.
When they saw Shen Mo's unfamiliar face among them, no one paid much attention.
The Thunder Prison Clan was so large—seeing a few new faces was perfectly normal.
At the martial arena of Holy Thunder City—
Upon arriving, Shen Mo saw that nearly a thousand people had already gathered on the field.
At a glance, all of them were Nirvana Realm cultivators with forty patterns or more.
Before Shen Mo could even settle into place, two figures slipped through the crowd toward him.
It was none other than Lei Zizhen and "Shi Hao."
"Benefactor! You came so quickly!" Lei Zizhen said with a smile.
Shen Mo gave a nod.
"Benefactor, come with me. The people from the Eastern Departure Empire haven't arrived yet. It'll still be a while," Lei Zizhen whispered.
"Very well."
A short while later, the three of them sat inside a pavilion beside the martial arena.
A slender young girl served them fragrant tea.
As the young master, Lei Zizhen naturally enjoyed all kinds of privileges.
Their seats were beside the window, giving them a clear view of the crowded arena below.
In the skies above, streams of light continued arriving from all directions.
Shi Tianhao glanced at Shen Mo, a trace of fear stirring in his heart.
He felt that Shen Mo's cultivation had improved even further in the past ten years.
Though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
Still, despite the fear in his heart, not a trace of it showed on his face.
That was precisely why he dared to reappear before Shen Mo under a new identity, boldly and openly.
He was determined to overcome his fear.
He would use their supposed friendship to learn everything about Shen Mo!
Shi Tianhao asked in a low voice, "Young master, what exactly happened? Even the Thousandfold Thunder Prison has been forced open early."
Lei Zizhen lowered his voice, "Benefactor, Shi Hao, I'm telling only the two of you."
He looked around, ensuring no one was watching, then whispered, "My grandfather said the demonic Dao Artifact suppressed by our Thunder Prison Clan has gone into riot."
"That's why the Thousandfold Thunder Prison had to be opened early."
"Powerful Nirvana Realm cultivators must enter the prison to purge the demonic seeds."
"I don't know the full details either."
"In three days, once everyone has arrived, my grandfather should make a formal announcement."
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