Your power belongs to me.
The low and cold voice fell and the Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon froze for a moment. A slender palm pressed lightly against its massive head and from that palm surged an overwhelming suction force. From deep inside the body of the golden dragon a sphere of golden lightning was slowly and forcefully drawn out. It was the very origin energy of the Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon.
A roar filled with agony thundered across heaven and earth. The dragon struggled frantically. Countless golden arcs lashed down upon Soul Miesheng yet each and every bolt was swallowed by the dark violet flame that burned around him. The thousand zhang long body of the dragon twisted and rolled within the space churning up endless spatial turbulence.
You possess the strength of a seven star Dou Sheng and you still think you can break free from my hand.
Soul Miesheng gave a cold laugh. His palm radiated with dazzling azure light. Suppress for me.
The dreadful pressure burst forth from his palm and directly pressed the giant body of the golden dragon down from the endless void smashing it onto the star filled depths of the Void Thunder Pool.
Come out.
With a slight movement of his fingers he yanked sharply and tore the golden origin from the body. The nearly thousand zhang body of the golden dragon burst apart with a thunderous bang. A sweeping tide of golden lightning surged outward but when it dispersed what remained was only a palm sized golden dragon. The little dragon looked with dim eyes let out a pitiful whimper and attempted to flee into the distance.
Yet the moment it turned around a black water sphere enveloped it. The thumb thick golden arcs struck the watery sphere yet they could not shake it in the slightest.
Soul Miesheng held the extracted origin of the Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder in his hand examining it with a click of his tongue. He marveled at the condensed power within it the accumulation of who knew how many thousands of years of cultivation.
A thousand years of cultivation destroyed in a single moment.
This is the cruelty of a world where strength reigns supreme.
In the end the fist is the only truth. Strength decides everything. The weak will inevitably be devoured by the strong.
The tricolor lightning spirit spun rapidly around him rubbing against his hand in a manner both fawning and impatient. Its eagerness was palpable.
Take it.
Soul Miesheng smiled faintly and tossed the ball of thunder origin away. The lightning spirit opened wide and engulfed it in excitement. The three colors of lightning within it clashed and merged stirring violent energy. The rules of thunder that governed this entire world trembled and shattered. The Void Thunder Pool once again began to boil and churn. Endless lightning arcs surged toward the center as if drawn into a vortex.
Three hundred li.
A thousand li.
Three thousand li.
The storm gathered and spread.
The lightning spirit sank into slumber while a storm thousands of li across slowly took shape. Nearly half of the energy of the entire Void Thunder Pool gathered in this single place. That small lump of thunder origin acted like an endless abyss devouring all energy without pause.
Soul Miesheng stretched his limbs loosening his muscles. Now came the waiting. By his calculations there were only seven days left until the appointed time.
Time flowed like sand.
One day.
Two days.
Three days.
As Soul Miesheng remained within the Void Thunder Pool the world outside had already begun to boil with unrest.
Within the Gu Clan the clan leader Gu Yuan had eaten little for many days. Cultivation was out of the question. Each time he thought of Xun Er still in the grasp of the Void Devouring Flame fury ignited in his chest. More than once he had stormed to the Hun Clan demanding answers from Hun Tiandi. Yet the Hun Clan leader had feigned ignorance.
Were it not for information delivered by his spies confirming that the Void Devouring Flame had indeed left the Hun Clan and had been absent for over a month Gu Yuan might have already lost all patience and marched to war against the Huns. This was his only daughter the bearer of the most perfect divine bloodline the Gu Clan had seen in thousands of years.
Clan Leader there are only five days left until the appointed date. What shall we do.
Gu Dao asked with hesitation.
Gu Yuan's expression was gloomy. He exhaled deeply then raised his hand. On the chessboard before him he placed a black piece firmly at the center. White stones surrounded it on all sides.
Prepare a grand formation in advance. Lock down the entire region around the Fallen Mountain Range.
Also summon Gu Lie back. He will lead the elite Black Abyss Army to encircle the whole region. They are to remain concealed and not approach too closely.
His finger traced a wide circle on the map then pointed toward Gu Dao and the other elders.
You will accompany me. When I rescue Xun Er I will give my all to obliterate that Void Devouring Flame. If he tries to escape you must intercept him.
A ruthless light glinted across Gu Yuan's face. He pressed his finger down and crushed the black chess piece in the center into powder. The fragments scattered away in the air.
Hmph.
Does he not know his own worth. To dare abduct Xun Er and even dream of seizing the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade.
This time I will make certain he dies without burial so that my wrath can be quenched.
His dark eyes gleamed with killing intent.
Back within the depths of the Void Thunder Pool the violent storm raged without pause.
Until the sixth day.
At last the storm spanning thousands of li began to dissipate.
Boom.
An earth shaking blast erupted. A massive lightning net spread outward across thousands of li blotting out the sky. Then with a sudden contraction it collapsed into a faint golden sphere of lightning suspended in the void. Countless Black Demon Thunder arcs circled it as if paying homage to a newborn emperor.
Ninth grade advanced.
The lightning spirit had stepped firmly into the realm of the high ninth grade.
It finally succeeded.
Soul Miesheng stepped forward intending to take the lightning spirit back. Yet the spirit circled around the tiny weakened golden dragon that remained wrapped in the heavy water. Its buzzing hum carried a plea.
You want me to let it go.
Soul Miesheng was momentarily surprised. The spirit floated up and down as if nodding.
So this is sympathy between those of the same origin.
With a casual gesture Soul Miesheng lifted the confinement. A wisp of pure lightning origin split from the spirit itself and entered the little golden dragon. With that gift of the most pristine thunder essence along with the bestowed spark of intelligence the Ninefold Profound Golden Thunder Dragon was spared the grueling process of merging with a spirit. Its future potential was immeasurable.
Soul Miesheng smiled faintly put away the spirit and turned his gaze toward the void. Some matters now required an ending.
Leaving the center of the pool he passed Ghost Elder and Tianhuo Zunzhe who still struggled at their bottlenecks. Their seclusion would last some time longer.
The past month had been filled with upheaval. The Ancient Void Dragon Clan was still recovering. Zi Yan after devouring the chaos purple qi had entered another deep sleep sealed within a cocoon of energy.
Soul Miesheng stretched lazily and tore open the void returning directly to the Hall of Souls.
Welcome Hall Master.
Sensing his aura every member of the hall knelt in reverence. Soul Miesheng waved his sleeve dismissively and seated himself upon the throne. He looked at the main monument of the divine boundary within the hall and pressed his palm against it.
A million points of villain value drained away in an instant. Holding two chess pieces one black and one white between his fingers his lips curved into a faint smile.
This will be a match where a single man stands against two great clans.
The rain is about to fall. The tower will be filled with storm.
(End of Chapter)