346: Chapter 340 The Sorrow of the Wan Family Ancestor

This was the bearing of those in high positions.

It was the absolute self-confidence cultivated from wielding the power of life and death for centuries.

"Boom—crack!"

Another earth-shattering explosion rang out.

A purple bolt of Heavenly Tribulation lightning, as thick as a water bucket and carrying the might to incinerate the heavens and destroy the earth, struck down fiercely from deep within the clouds.

The raging wind whipped the dark clouds, instantly scattered by this single strike.

Between heaven and earth.

The three extreme forces of lightning, wind, and rain were intertwined.

It was like an ancient battlefield where gods and demons fought to the death, filled with an aura of destruction and chaos.

Facing this strike capable of killing a Peak Golden Core in an instant.

Wan Leixiong felt not a shred of panic.

Instead, he looked up and laughed, his eyes erupting with fanatical joy.

"Well come!"

He let out a long whistle.

The sound actually drowned out the rolling thunder.

His figure flickered, and instead of retreating, he advanced.

He leaped directly into the core of that most dazzling electric light.

"Zzzzzz—"

Terrifying electric currents instantly crawled all over his body.

His moon-white robe billowed, snapping loudly.

Spiritual power surged around him, forming a massive vortex.

"Condense... for me!"

Wan Leixiong held his hands out as if embracing a sphere.

His fingers, like hooks, frantically grabbed at the loose lightning power around him.

In his palms.

A pale purple lightning sphere was taking shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Countless tiny electric arcs leaped and collided joyfully on the surface of the lightning sphere.

Emitting a scalp-numbing crackling sound.

He was like a fish swimming freely in a sea of lightning.

Constantly weaving and devouring.

As he absorbed more and more lightning power, the sphere continued to expand.

From its initial fist size, it grew to the size of a human head.

In the blink of an eye, it reached several feet in diameter!

The terrifying energy contained within, if it were to erupt, would be enough to flatten half the Wan Family in an instant!

Wan Leixiong's expression gradually became solemn.

Fine beads of sweat seeped out on his forehead.

Although he was a Thunder Cultivator with an incomparably strong Physical Body.

This act of extracting Origin power directly from the Heavenly Tribulation lightning was akin to snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

It placed a tremendous burden on his Meridians and Dantian.

"Pfft!"

Finally.

When the lightning sphere expanded to its limit.

Wan Leixiong's body shook violently.

A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt from his mouth.

The blood had barely left his mouth when it was instantly evaporated into blood mist by the surrounding high heat.

His aura instantly withered significantly.

His originally rosy face turned somewhat pale.

"What a pity..."

Wan Leixiong looked at the highly unstable lightning sphere in his hand, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

He knew he had reached his limit.

If he were greedy and forced himself to continue absorbing, his Meridians would likely burst before the lightning sphere was even refined.

"Forget it, too much is as bad as too little."

He sighed and made a decisive choice.

His figure turned into a bolt of lightning, quickly flying out of the most violent core of the lightning sea.

He arrived at the slightly more stable fringe area.

Wan Leixiong took a deep breath.

He made a shocking move.

He opened his mouth wide.

And actually swallowed that several-foot-wide lightning sphere, which contained terrifying power, in one gulp!

"Gulp!"

As the lightning sphere entered his stomach.

A blinding purple light instantly lit up the surface of his body.

It was as if countless small snakes were slithering beneath his skin.

That was the violent lightning power being forcibly suppressed and refined by his Nascent Soul.

Only a few breaths of time passed.

The purple light gradually receded.

Wan Leixiong's previously withered complexion recovered its rosy color at an astonishing speed.

It was even more vigorous than before!

He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Within that turbid air, there were actually traces of black Impurities.

It was the residual pill poison in his body that had been forcibly refined out by the lightning power.

"What domineering Purple Lightning of Nothingness."

Wan Leixiong felt the lightning-attribute mana surging within him and calculated silently.

"As long as I collect five more lightning spheres of this quality."

"Combined with my many years of accumulation."

"I will have a thirty percent chance of breaking through the Bottleneck of the Late Nascent Soul Stage!"

Thinking of this.

A hint of undisguised desire and ambition flashed in his eyes.

Once at the Nascent Soul Stage, every step forward was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

He had been stuck at the Mid Nascent Soul Stage for too long.

If he could break through to the Late Stage, the Wan Family's sphere of influence could at least double!

Even those top-tier Sects with Soul Transformation Old Ancestors would have to show his Wan Family some respect.

He looked back at the still-raging lightning sea with some reluctance.

If he were in his prime, he would definitely stay for a while longer.

But right now, his mana was exhausted, and his internal organs had suffered some minor injuries.

Reason told him he had to leave.

The lightning of this Second Yuan Heavy Heaven did not show favoritism.

A moment of carelessness would result in his death and the dissipation of his Dao.

"Rise!"

Wan Leixiong gave a low shout.

He stomped his foot.

A hundred-foot-long azure Dragon, formed entirely of lightning,

instantly took shape beneath his feet.

The Dragon's roar shook the heavens, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Riding this lightning azure Dragon, he turned and prepared to descend back to the Wan Family to go into seclusion and digest the power.

Just at this moment.

"Roar—"

Another high-pitched Dragon's roar suddenly came from the clouds fifty miles away.

Wan Leixiong was slightly stunned.

Then, a look of gratification appeared on his face.

He focused his gaze.

He saw another equally massive lightning azure Dragon,

hurtling towards them with the momentum of wind and thunder.

It was extremely fast.

Atop that azure Dragon.

Stood a youth who looked to be only about twenty years old, with his hands behind his back.

The youth had delicate features and skin as white as jade.

Clad in a green brocade robe, he appeared gentle and refined.

If not for the fact that he was stepping on a lightning Dragon and exuding the terrifying pressure of an Early Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator,

anyone who saw him would think he was just a scholar heading to the capital for the imperial examinations.

This person was none other than the Wan Family's second Nascent Soul Ancestor.

Wan Leixiong's most proud Junior—Wan Shun!

Although they were separated by tens of miles.

For a Nascent Soul Cultivator, this distance was but a stone's throw away.

Wan Leixiong was in a great mood.

Ignoring the howling wind, he directly transmitted his voice through the air:

"Shun'er!"

The voice, like rolling thunder, clearly entered Wan Shun's ears.

"The celestial phenomena today are a bit strange; the legendary Purple Lightning of Nothingness has actually appeared again!"

"I just tried it out; its power is boundless,"

"far stronger than ordinary Heavenly Tribulation lightning."

"If you want to collect lightning spheres for Body Refining, remember to be extremely careful!"

"Do not be greedy for merit or rash, lest you damage your Foundation!"

Wan Leixiong's words were filled with the care and guidance of an elder for a Junior.

He was truly happy.

The Wan Family had successors, and they were even better than their predecessors.

This Wan Shun was not only exceptionally talented but also steady in character and meticulous in thought.

Wan Leixiong was a hundred percent at ease entrusting the Wan Family to him.

However.

The Wan Shun opposite him heard this, but not a shred of joy appeared on his face.

On the contrary, his expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

Just like the dark clouds filling the sky, it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Wan Shun rode the lightning Dragon and stopped ten miles away from Wan Leixiong.

He first looked up at the raging lightning sea overhead.

A hint of dread flashed in his eyes.

Afterward, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the smiling Wan Leixiong.

His lips moved.

His voice was somewhat low, even carrying a hint of imperceptible trembling.

"Old Ancestor..."

"Something has happened."

Just three words.

But like three extremely cold ice picks, they instantly pierced through Wan Leixiong's good mood.

The smile on Wan Leixiong's face seemed to freeze.

It solidified instantly.

Then it receded bit by bit until it vanished completely.

Replacing it.

Was a suffocating coldness and majesty.

The electric arcs that had been leaping joyfully around them,

now seemed to sense their master's rage.

They became violent and restless.

"What happened?"

Wan Leixiong's voice became low and hoarse.

But in his heart, he didn't really take it too seriously.

In this sea area, what big trouble could there be?

It was nothing more than some short-sighted affiliated Family causing trouble below, or some minor friction in business.

However.

Wan Shun's next words, however, struck him like a bolt of lightning.

"It's Xingwang..."

Wan Shun took a deep breath, seemingly suppressing the raging fire in his chest.

"Xingwang... has fallen."

"Boom—!!!"

As these words fell.

The Void Realm around Wan Leixiong suddenly exploded with a visible shockwave.

The lightning azure Dragon beneath his feet let out a painful whine and almost dissipated directly.

"What did you say?!"

Wan Leixiong's eyes instantly turned blood-red, like two balls of burning magma.

He stared fixedly at Wan Shun.

As if trying to see on the other's face that this was just a clumsy joke.

"Who?!"

"Who is it?!"

"Who has the guts of a bear and the heart of a leopard! Daring to touch my, Wan Leixiong's, grandson?!"

The roar shook the heavens.

Even the lightning in the sky was eclipsed at this moment.

Wan Xingwang, that was his own grandson!

And the only seedling of the Wan Family in this generation!

Although he was useless and only knew how to eat, drink, and play.

But what flowed through his body was Wan Leixiong's purest Bloodline!

He was the Junior he loved most in this world!

Now, he had actually been killed by someone?

Killed on this territory where the Wan Family held absolute sway?!

"Where is the high-grade Soul Jade?!"

Wan Leixiong took a step and instantly arrived in front of Wan Shun.

He grabbed Wan Shun's shoulders with both hands, his fingers pressing so hard they almost embedded into the flesh.

"That rebellious son was carrying a high-grade Soul Jade!"

"Has the image been transmitted back?!"

"Let me see! Which dog thing is it that doesn't know whether to live or die!"

Wan Shun endured the sharp pain in his shoulders.

He understood the Old Ancestor's rage.

Because the fire in his own heart right now was no less than the Old Ancestor's.

"The image... has returned."

Wan Shun said in a deep voice.

He flipped his palm.

A blue jade pendant, split into two, appeared in his palm.

As he injected spiritual power.

A blurry screen of light unfolded before them.

In the image.

It was the scene last recorded by that "Image-Transmitting Soul Eye."

A desolate beach.

A blood-red setting sun.

And that Cultivator in green robes standing by the corpse with a cold expression.

"Is it him?!"

Wan Leixiong stared fixedly at the face in the image.

It was an extremely unfamiliar face.

Plain and unremarkable, without any distinctive features.

Even if encountered on the street, one would forget it in the blink of an eye.

"Old Ancestor, I have already checked all of the Family's intelligence networks at the first opportunity."

Wan Shun shook his head, his tone revealing a deep sense of frustration.

"This person is very unfamiliar."

"And... there is no background information whatsoever."

"I even utilized the secret agents planted in other major Families, but I haven't found a single trace of this person."

Speaking of this.

Wan Shun paused, his eyes becoming sharp.

"I speculate..."

"This is just a fake face."

"The other party used an extremely brilliant disguise technique."

"This person acts extremely ruthlessly and decisively; they are definitely not an ordinary person."

"And..."

Wan Shun's voice became even deeper.

"Just a moment ago."

"That servant who was always protecting Xingwang, Ugly One."

"His soul tablet... has also shattered."

Wan Leixiong's body swayed violently.

Ugly One is also dead?

Although that servant was trash, he was at least at the Golden Core Stage.

And there was a lightning Restriction he had planted within him.

Since the other party could kill Ugly One and still retreat unscathed.

It meant their strength was definitely not weak!

At least Late Golden Core Stage, or even... Nascent Soul!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wan Leixiong laughed in extreme anger.

The laughter was shrill, like the cry of a night owl.

"Disguise, is it?"

"Can't find them, is it?"

"Since you dare to kill someone from my Wan Family, you must be prepared to have your nine generations exterminated!"

"Pass down the order!"

Wan Leixiong violently waved his sleeve.

A purple lightning token, carrying a piercing sound of breaking through the air, hovered in front of Wan Shun.

"Seal off the sea area within one hundred thousand miles of the Wan Family!"

"Activate Level One Alert!"

"Mobilize all forces affiliated with my Wan Family, even if you have to turn this sea upside down, you must find this green-robed scum for me!"

"Better to kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"

The killing intent in his eyes was fully exposed.

As if he wanted to swallow this heaven and earth whole.

"And!"

"Notify the Artifact Refining Alliance!"

"Xingwang went to the Artifact Refining Alliance to handle business; now that he has died on the way, they cannot escape responsibility!"

"Tell that old slippery Huang Yu to roll over here and explain!"

"If he cannot give a satisfactory explanation..."

"My Wan Family doesn't mind using the Artifact Refining Alliance to sacrifice the flag first!"

Wan Shun took the token.

Feeling the scorching temperature on it.

He nodded heavily.

"Shun'er accepts the order!"

"Old Ancestor, rest assured, even if he flees to the ends of the earth."

"I will definitely catch him, extract his soul and refine his spirit, and light him as a sky lantern for ten thousand years!"

"To avenge Xingwang!"

The two figures crossed in the sky.

One was like an angry old lion, vowing to devour people.

One was like a cold, poisonous snake, flicking its tongue while searching for prey.

As two streaks of lightning tore through the sky and landed within the Wan Family.

The originally peaceful night.

Was instantly broken.

Countless transmission talismans, like a meteor shower, flew from the Wan Family mansion in all directions.

Above the Second Yuan Heavy Heaven.

The thunderstorm was still raging.

That heaven-destroying and earth-shattering might seemed to want to cleanse all filth in this world.

However.

For the two Wan Family Old Ancestors currently hovering at the edge of the lightning sea.

The gloom in their hearts was even heavier than the dark clouds filling the sky.

Wan Leixiong stood with his hands behind his back, letting the wild wind mess up his silver hair.

His gaze was deep as an abyss, and he did not display hysterical madness because of the news of his grandson's death.

That calmness, instead, revealed a heart-palpitating dead silence.

"Sigh..."

Wan Leixiong let out a long sigh.

This sigh seemed to make him age ten years.

It contained too much helplessness and regret.

"If only I hadn't had that thought a few months ago."