At the very depths of the Void Thunder Pool, thunder rolled endlessly. The sheer number of Black Demon Thunder arcs was terrifying, crisscrossing and suffusing the entire space. Even an ordinary Dou Sheng would feel their scalp tingle, unwilling to step forward.
The Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon stretched nearly a thousand zhang, its golden eyes tightly closed. Each breath it drew emanated waves of terrifying golden lightning. Sporadically, arcs of gold lightning burst outward, agitating violent storms across the thunder sea.
"So this is the Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon?"
A deep voice echoed in the void as a black-robed figure slowly stepped forward. Soul Miesheng looked upon the dragon hundreds of zhang long and clicked his tongue in admiration. This was the second time he had laid eyes on a Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon. The first had been during his progression from the Ninth-grade Treasure Pill to the Golden Core.
Yet he understood these two dragons were likely not the same. The one he had encountered during the Golden Core stage had wielded the force of Heaven's Punishment, whereas this dragon had been born from the concentrated power of lightning itself.
Black Demon Thunder circled the golden dragon like loyal guards protecting an emperor.
"Truly a wonder born of heaven and earth," Soul Miesheng murmured.
His intrusion caused the surrounding Black Demon Thunder to erupt in frenzy. Countless black arcs surged toward him at astonishing speed. Soul Miesheng merely observed without making any move.
Zzz!
A tricolor lightning sphere, gold, silver, and black, emitted a tremor as it shot across the void. In an instant, it enveloped all of the Black Demon Thunder, capturing and devouring every last arc. Soul Miesheng smiled. For a peak eighth-grade Thunder Spirit, ordinary Black Demon Thunder was hardly a threat.
The tricolor lightning spirit twirled proudly around Soul Miesheng, then fixed its gaze on the thousand-zhang Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon. A burning desire arose within it. Its instinct told it that if it could devour this giant, it would grow even stronger. Slowly, the tricolor spirit drifted toward the golden dragon.
At that moment, the Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon suddenly opened its eyes. Golden pupils radiated imperial authority. Its coiled body twisted slightly as a powerful aura spread outward, encompassing the space around it. The surrounding Black Demon Thunder erupted with thunderous roars, like thousands of ministers bowing to their emperor.
"Strength should be at least above seven-star Dou Sheng," Soul Miesheng murmured, arms crossed, eyes slightly narrowed.
The golden dragon's gaze on the lightning spirit reflected a strong desire of its own. The tricolor spirit possessed intelligence but lacked power, while the golden dragon possessed overwhelming power but lacked intelligence. They complemented each other perfectly. The tricolor spirit wished to absorb the dragon's power; the golden dragon desired the spirit's intelligence.
Roar!
A crisp dragon cry reverberated as the surrounding Black Demon Thunder coalesced. A mountainous black lightning sphere formed in an instant, trembling as it surged toward the tricolor lightning spirit. The spirit chirped indignantly, clearly unimpressed by such an attack.
Buzz!
In a single movement, it transformed into a massive lightning net, wrapping around the black sphere. The net twitched and contracted suddenly, devouring the mountain-sized black sphere in a flash. Lightning flickered and the void contained only the small tricolor lightning sphere. The spirit spun proudly.
"It's not over yet," Soul Miesheng said, shaking his head.
In the next instant, a colossal golden lightning arc hundreds of zhang long swept through. Bang! It exploded, scattering the tricolor spirit into countless fragments of lightning. The spirit had been ambushed.
Within moments, the fragments recombined into a tricolor lightning sphere, though its glow was slightly dimmer. The spirit, as the very essence of lightning, could not die unless consumed or annihilated completely.
The Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon swept through the void, coiling around the tricolor spirit. Massive arcs of golden lightning enveloped it, attempting to consume the spirit. The spirit flared with anger. Countless lightning arcs erupted from its core, blasting the golden dragon apart and shooting skyward. A surge of elemental lightning energy rolled outward, transforming into a tricolor lightning bird.
The lightning bird beat its wings, scattering countless lightning spheres across the sky. Thunder rolled as the spheres struck the golden dragon. The dragon roared and spewed a massive golden lightning arc hundreds of zhang long, crashing toward the bird.
The collision of ultimate energies swept away all the Black Demon Thunder within hundreds of li. The battlefield cleared instantly, leaving only the golden dragon and the lightning bird in combat. Wave after wave of intense lightning energy radiated outward, sweeping through the entire thunder pool. Even Ghost Elder and Tianhuo Zunzhě, training at the edge of the pool, felt the terrifying fluctuations.
"Could it be the Hall Master?"
They exchanged glances, shock evident on their faces. Soul Miesheng stood calmly with hands behind his back, observing the grand spectacle of the lightning bird battling the golden dragon.
The tricolor spirit, peak eighth-grade, drew power from the very essence of lightning itself. Even facing higher-ranked lightning of early ninth-grade strength, it was more than sufficient.
Yet the opponent was not ordinary lightning—it was the Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder, a late-stage ninth-grade thunder. Soul Miesheng shook his head; the lightning spirit would ultimately lose.
Within fifteen minutes, the tricolor lightning bird and the Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon exchanged thousands of strikes. The devastating energy had cleared the thunder sea for thousands of li, leaving the void entirely empty. The depths of the Void Thunder Pool were exposed, revealing scattered star-like fragments glittering brilliantly on the floor.
"Could this be what attracted the lightning here?" Soul Miesheng's expression shifted slightly.
At that moment, a sharp cry sounded from above. The lightning bird struggled, retreating and seeking help. Soul Miesheng spread his hands in resignation.
Roar!
The golden dragon let out a furious roar, sweeping the bird with its tail for thousands of zhang. Golden arcs erupted violently. The bird shrank back into the tricolor sphere, its light dimmed severely.
The thousand-zhang dragon's golden eyes glimmered with desire. A swipe of its massive tail, mouth agape, sought to consume the lightning spirit.
Suddenly, a black-robed figure blocked its path. His hand pressed lightly upon the dragon's golden forehead scales.
"Your power belongs to me."
A calm voice reverberated as ripples spread across the void. Golden lightning surged from the dragon, forcibly drawn outward. The dragon's fierce roar echoed through the heavens.
(End of Chapter)
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