115: Chapter 115 Talent's Reciprocal Influence: Jiang Feng's Heart-wrenching Pain

Black Cloud Thirteen Guards?

Young Mistress Shangguan Wulei, this woman, really did have quite a few secrets hidden away. She claimed her sister was the greatest threat, yet she never mentioned that her sister had such an elite force under her command.

Jiang Feng finally understood that neither of these sisters was a pushover.

In this Yunmeng Marsh where women are revered and men are subservient, and where the strong rule, the only way to avoid becoming a pawn was to become the person who jumps off the chessboard!

And right now, this thundercloud was his final, and most crucial, step!

"Little girl, go hide further away." Jiang Feng turned his head and grinned at Xiaomei.

After saying this, he strode toward the center of the peak, the core area of the thunder.

As he walked, he took off his shirt, revealing his strong, muscular body that had been tempered by ice, fire, and wind, and was now exuding a dark golden luster.

"My Lord!" Xiaomei finally snapped out of her shock and let out a scream.

But Jiang Feng's figure had already stepped into the area where the lightning was most intense.

Boom!

The moment he stepped inside, a thick purple bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking directly onto the top of his head!

"Argh!"

Even though Jiang Feng had been prepared, he was still sent into violent tremors by the strike; his hair stood on end, and his skin instantly turned charred black.

Numbness and excruciating pain surged from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and every inch of flesh and blood in his body was being torn apart!

"Refreshing!"

Jiang Feng advanced, let out a roar toward the sky, and activated his Small Golden Body Art!

He no longer endured it passively; instead, he actively opened up all his Meridians, frantically drawing in and devouring the purple lightning that kept striking down!

"Come! Come again!"

He laughed wildly, his voice sounding incredibly arrogant amidst the thunder.

The thunderclouds in the sky seemed to be provoked by his taunting, churning even more violently.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bolts of lightning, thicker than before, struck down one after another, slamming entirely onto Jiang Feng's body.

Jiang Feng's body cycled continuously between destruction and reconstruction.

Just as his skin was charred by electricity, in the next moment, the power of Qi and Blood deep within his flesh and blood would surge forth, repairing the injuries and growing new flesh.

The newly grown flesh was tougher than before, had a higher resistance to lightning, and even shimmered with a jade-like luster.

Lightning was destruction, but it was also rebirth; every rebirth represented becoming stronger.

Behind the rocks in the distance, Xiaomei held her head and covered her ears tightly, but she still couldn't block out the deafening thunder.

She peeked through her fingers and saw that the man had been completely submerged in a sea of purple lightning, with only his unyielding silhouette vaguely visible.

She had become completely numb.

This was not a human at all; this was a monster!

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Jiang Feng's body had gradually adapted to this level of lightning strikes.

He could feel that his Physical Body was transforming toward a whole new level, and the Bottleneck of the Small Golden Body Art was already crumbling.

Just then, all the thunder in the world suddenly went silent.

A terrifying pressure that made one's heart tremble descended from the heavens.

The churning thunderclouds above the peak began to shrink and condense toward the center at a terrifying speed. The blinding purple light almost became tangible, and finally, it condensed into a terrifying pillar of lightning as thick as a water barrel!

The might of Heaven!

This was the lightning of punishment sent down after the will of Heaven and Earth had been thoroughly enraged!

Jiang Feng's smile froze.

Every inch of muscle in his body was issuing a warning, his Divine Soul was palpitating wildly, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped him!

Everything was telling him that he could not block this strike!

The only outcome of taking it head-on was to be completely blasted into dust, along with his Divine Soul!

Run?

It was already too late; that terrifying might of Heaven had locked onto him tightly, and there was no way to avoid it!

"Damn it, I played myself..." Jiang Feng gave a bitter smile in his heart; he could only brace himself and frantically activate the Small Golden Body Art.

But just at the moment when that purple lightning pillar tore through the clouds and came crashing down with the power to destroy everything.

A crisp cry of a baby, without any warning, transcended time and space and rang out directly in the deepest part of his mind!

That crying sound was not heard through the ears, but originated from the resonance of the Bloodline deep within the Soul!

Immediately following that, a vast surge of life energy erupted out of thin air from every corner of his limbs and bones!

The countless hidden injuries caused by the lightning strikes and the Meridians that were on the verge of collapse were, at this moment, frantically repaired, widened, and strengthened!

His Physical Body power surged at this moment as well, as if a powerful Physique was Awakening and reviving within his body.

And at this very moment, that purple lightning pillar of world-destroying power finally landed on top of his head!

The terrifying lightning pillar, which was enough to split a mountain, was, the moment it touched his body, frantically devoured and absorbed by his surged Physical Body, not even a wisp of lightning managed to splash out.

A moment later, the lightning dissipated.

Jiang Feng slowly lifted his head; within his eyes, two tangible flashes of purple lightning flickered and vanished.

The Bottleneck of the Small Golden Body Art that was about to Breakthrough was instantly shattered in front of this power!

At the same time, the vitality within the thunder also repaired all the injuries on his body, not even leaving a single scar behind.

An unprecedented feeling of comfort, like a rebirth.

Crack!

A crisp explosion sound came from within Jiang Feng's body.

Small Golden Body Art, First Layer, Entry Level!

He looked down at his fist; a layer of warm, dark golden luster flowed across the surface of his skin.

He could feel an explosive power surging within his body.

As long as he wished, with one punch, he could punch through this Purple Lightning Peak!

However, at this moment, he could not feel even a shred of joy after the Breakthrough.

That baby's cry, that massive power originating from the Bloodline...

It was the child!

It was the child of his and Yuan Chu!

But, Yuan Chu had said that when the child was born, it might be the time when she dissipated...

The wild joy of just having a Breakthrough instantly vanished, replaced by boundless panic and heart-piercing pain.

He wanted to leave this godforsaken place right now; this thought had never been so intense.

The hatred toward the mysterious woman who dragged him into this place also intensified at this moment.

And the feeling of powerlessness regarding his own weakness also surged into his heart.

With all his emotions intertwined, Jiang Feng looked up at the thunderclouds that were beginning to slowly dissipate, his eyes blood-red, looking like a madman!

"No..."

"Damn the Great Dream Tide! Damn the Yunmeng Marsh! One day, I will smash you to pieces with one punch!"

"And that damn Yuanchu Sacred Land! If anything happens to Yuan Chu, I will definitely slaughter my way to the Nine Heavens and make you Holy Lands bleed!"

Fury, regret, and killing intent, all mixed together, erupted from the depths of his throat in a roar! The sound waves rose into the sky, visible to the naked eye, and actually forced the thunderclouds that were about to dissipate to churn once again!

He hated his own weakness! He hated this damn Heavenly Dao!

If Yuan Chu suffered even the slightest mishap, he would make that so-called Yuanchu Sacred Land flow with rivers of blood! He would make this sky be buried along with her!

It seemed to be the Heaven-Defying will in his roar, or perhaps it was the vast life force that did not belong to this realm and was forcibly poured into his body.

Above the firmament, the thunderclouds that had already begun to dissipate were actually re-gathering at a speed faster than before!

Deep within the newly formed thunderclouds, besides the pure might of Heaven, there was now an additional cold, inviolable will of the Holy Land!

This time, what condensed was no longer a pillar of lightning.

But a lifelike purple Dragon made of the purest destructive lightning power!

Those cold Dragon eyes, crossing the firmament, locked tightly onto the small yet arrogant figure atop the peak.