326: Wind and Thunder Valley

In the blink of an eye, only Fang Hanyu remained standing alone at the intersection.

Almost the moment Ling Xi's figure vanished, an imperceptible black shadow gently twisted in the Void Realm not far away. It was noob, the Black Dragon secretly protecting the Dao.

At this moment, noob's heart was filled with despair, muttering with Divine Thought that only he could hear.

"This is truly a big problem! One goes east, one goes south, one goes west. Which one am I supposed to follow?!"

Although with his Great Emperor Realm cultivation, his Divine Sense could easily cover the entire Eastern Region, arriving in an instant.

However, a Great Emperor is not omnipotent. If a sudden crisis were to occur, especially involving existences of the same level or certain Jedi Prohibition, and he was even a split second late in arriving, the consequences would be unimaginable!

He could not bear that responsibility.

noob helplessly flicked his tail.

A faint black light flashed around him, and two wisps of black Qi, as thin as gossamer yet condensed with majestic Emperor's Imprint, quietly separated, instantly transforming into two miniature snake shadows identical to his main body.

These two Incarnations, though not as perfect as the main body, possessed about ninety percent of his astonishing power, enough to deal with most unforeseen circumstances.

The next moment, one Incarnation silently entered the Void Realm, tracking Wang Xiaopang's aura.

The other merged into the clear breeze of heaven and earth, quietly following Ling Xi's departing trajectory.

As for noob's main body, it once again concealed its aura, firmly locking onto Fang Hanyu, whose aura was the most intense and whose destination was the clearest.

"I'll just follow this guy with the heaviest Killing Intent. It feels like things are most likely to go wrong on his side..."

Fang Hanyu was completely unaware of everything happening in the Void Realm behind him.

He looked up, his gaze calmly fixed on the horizon where the Demon Heaven Sect ruins lay. That was once his battlefield with Wang Zhan, and also the place where he had to verify his Sword Dao again.

The next moment, he took a step, his figure suddenly blurred, transforming into a pure and sharp sword light that cut through the clouds and mist, swiftly departing.

Wind and Thunder Valley, true to its name.

Thunderclouds hung low year-round, seemingly within reach, creating a suffocating pressure.

Purple electric snakes, thick as a child's arm, surged wildly within the clouds, occasionally tearing through the sky, striking the earth with a destructive and violent aura, blasting open charred giant pits. The air was filled with pure yet violent thunderous power.

Even in the outer regions of this Jedi, a few scattered figures could be seen.

Most of them sat cross-legged in relatively safe areas, surrounded by strong or weak lightning, using the abundant thunderous aura of this place to temper themselves and Cultivate their Cultivation Technique.

These people were clearly Cultivators who Cultivated thunder-attribute Cultivation Technique. Although Wind and Thunder Valley was a dangerous place for them, it was also a rare treasure land. They maintained a cautious distance from each other, not interfering.

Just then, a slightly rounded stream of light stealthily approached the edge of Wind and Thunder Valley, revealing its figure behind a rock. It was Wang Xiaopang.

"Hiss... This place is even scarier than what's drawn on the map!"

Wang Xiaopang peeked around, feeling the hair-raising thunderous pressure, a hint of lingering fear flashing across his chubby face.

He glanced at the Thunder Cultivators in the distance who were Cultivating, muttering to himself, "Goodness, they're all ruthless people, able to stay in a place like this."

He licked his somewhat dry lips, shrewd light flickering in his small eyes.

"Wealth is found in danger! Whether Fat Master can refine the legendary nine heavens thunder control talisman, drawing on the Innate Thunder Astral Qi in this valley as ink, depends on this one moment!"

He did not rush in recklessly. Instead, he stealthily set up seven or eight small Formations around the valley entrance to conceal his aura and avoid lightning.

He then stuck more than a dozen 'Lightning Evasion Talismans' on himself, like scribbled charms, until he was wrapped like a glowing zongzi, only then cautiously making his way inside.

The most crucial step in refining the nine heavens thunder control talisman was to collect the purest wisp of 'Supreme Yang Thunder Astral Qi' from the heart of the valley.

This item was supremely rigid and yang, incredibly violent. Ordinary Cultivators would be injured upon touching it, let alone collecting and refining it.

He pressed tightly against the charred mountain wall, inching towards the core area of the valley where thunderous storms were dense.

Every deafening roar of thunder made him and his 'Lightning Evasion Talismans' tremble violently.

"Goodness, with this commotion, Fat Master's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are almost shaken out..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the area in the heart of the valley that was completely engulfed by dazzling lightning.

There, countless thick purple heavenly thunder intertwined and collided like giant Dragons, their destructive aura slightly distorting space.

And at the very core of that thunderous storm, a faint, yet dazzling and brilliant, pale golden electric light could be vaguely seen flashing in and out of existence!

"Supreme Yang Thunder Astral Qi! That's it!"

Wang Xiaopang's small eyes suddenly lit up, and his breathing quickened a few beats.

But he didn't act impulsively.

First, he took out a special gourd with profound spirit-guiding Talisman carved on its surface.

This gourd, named 'Thunder-Containing Gourd,' was a container he specifically refined for this operation, capable of preserving the Thunder Astral Qi's spirituality to the greatest extent.

Next, he pulled out three silver Talismans of unique material, exuding spatial fluctuations. These Talismans could draw the Thunder Astral Qi over in a very short time.

"Success or failure depends on this one move!"

Wang Xiaopang took a deep breath, his chubby face no longer showing its usual joviality, only focused solemnity.

He seized the moment the pale golden Thunder Astral Qi reappeared, and fiercely launched the three silver Talismans in his hand!

"Go!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The three silver Talismans transformed into streaks of light, accurately shooting into the core of the thunderous storm, instantly extending into three dazzling silver lines that spanned the thunder domain, like three provocative bridges, pointing directly at that wisp of pale golden Supreme Yang Thunder Astral Qi!

Buzz—!

As if thoroughly enraged, that originally wandering wisp of Thunder Astral Qi suddenly erupted with dazzling light, and a destructive will fiercely surged back along the silver lines!

It transformed into a furious pale golden Thunder Dragon, rushing back along the silver lines with a terrifying aura that seemed to tear everything apart!

Terrifying pressure descended instantly, Wang Xiaopang's entire body of fat tensed up, and the shadow of death enveloped his heart!

"Holy crap! How is the power so strong!!!"

Wang Xiaopang was scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, letting out a strange cry, as all his spiritual power poured into the Thunder-Containing Gourd in his hand without reservation!

"Get in here!"

The mouth of the gourd erupted with unprecedented devouring power, transforming into a bottomless vortex, trying to forcefully draw it in!

Boom!

The pale golden Thunder Astral Qi fiercely crashed into the devouring vortex at the mouth of the gourd!

The two forces collided wildly, emitting a dull roar!

Wang Xiaopang's arms trembled violently, the skin between his thumb and forefinger split, and blood instantly stained the gourd!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, desperately maintaining the Magic Treasure's suction!

Finally, that wisp of rootless and source-less Thunder Astral Qi let out an unwilling hum, and was forcefully dragged deep into the Thunder-Containing Gourd!

"Seal!"

Almost at the same moment the Thunder Astral Qi entered the gourd, Wang Xiaopang slapped a purple-gold Seal Talisman onto the mouth of the gourd!

The gourd in his arms trembled violently, lightning flickering across its surface, before gradually calming down after a long while.

He gazed at the now calm treasure gourd, panting heavily with lingering fear.

"Cough cough, why is this thing so fierce? I almost killed myself playing with it..."