381: Chapter Purple Gold Thunder, Battle

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a bolt from the blue, striking directly at the Thunder Roc King's heart, his expression instantly becoming rigid.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible?!"

His voice was filled with disbelief and astonishment, as if he had thought of something but found it hard to accept.

Standing not far away, Yang Shuo slightly shrugged his shoulders, the corners of his mouth curving up slightly, outlining a faint smile, appearing calm and confident.

"Your Thunder Roc Clan was originally just an ordinary Roc Clan, but it was only a few hundred years ago, due to the descent of that mysterious Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder, that you were able to awaken and become powerful demon beasts.

Since then, you have shouldered the heavy responsibility of guarding the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder.

At the same time, you could also Cultivate yourselves by occasionally utilizing the faint threads of lightning power that leaked from the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder, achieving your current accomplishments through long years of accumulation and refinement.

You leaped to become the undisputed overlord within several thousand miles around, am I wrong?"

Hearing this, the Thunder Roc King's face suddenly changed, becoming unpredictable, as if some huge secret hidden deep within his heart had been mercilessly exposed.

He widened his eyes, staring intently at Yang Shuo before him, "You... how did you know these things?"

Between his words, there was even a hint of shock and uncertainty.

Seeing this, Yang Shuo's mouth curved up slightly, and he chuckled softly, "Heh heh, have you already forgotten?

Back then, the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder made a deal with your first generation patriarch; it allowed you to Cultivate with its power.

The price was that if someone in the future could truly control the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder, then your entire Thunder Roc Clan must swear allegiance to that person until death."

Having said that, Yang Shuo just quietly gazed at the Thunder Roc King before him, his eyes deep and calm, as if he could see through all secrets.

"I have already successfully refined the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder, so naturally I know all of this.

Furthermore, it needs to be stated that what is appearing before you now is merely my lightning body.

With the true strength of my main body, eradicating you would be effortless.

Originally, I had no intention of taking you guys as subordinates.

However, after the recent battle, I found that your strength and talent are not bad; taking you in might not be a bad idea."

Hearing these words, the Thunder Roc King was furious. He was about to open his mouth to angrily denounce the other party's arrogance.

But before he could even utter a single word, the purple-gold lightning surrounding Yang Shuo suddenly erupted violently like a volcano!

In an instant, dazzling lightning illuminated the entire sky.

At the same time, the heart-pounding thunder was deafening, as if it wanted to tear apart this world.

However, as the purple-gold lightning erupted crazily, Yang Shuo's body actually began to gradually become ethereal from his feet upwards, and slowly dissipated.

It was obvious that such a powerful energy release was a huge burden for him, further accelerating the dissipation process of his already near-collapsing body.

Even so, the pressure emanating from this purple-gold lightning was still terrifyingly strong, making it almost impossible to breathe.

In fact, Yang Shuo had deliberately concealed such an astonishing aura during the previous battle, not revealing the slightest bit.

The reason he chose to do this was simply because he had the idea of testing the true strength of the Thunder Roc Clan at that time.

And now that he had decided to take in the Thunder Roc Clan, there was naturally no need for him to hide.

Under the pressure of this purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder, the Thunder Roc King and the surrounding Thunder Roc Clan members all felt difficulty breathing, their wings trembling uncontrollably, as if a thousand jins of weight were pressing down on them.

They had never seen such pure lightning power, and this pressure felt to them as if it came from the depths of their souls.

Even the Thunder Roc King had the same feeling, and the moment the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder was revealed, the lightning power within his body became chaotic, directly reducing his combat power by eighty percent.

If Yang Shuo had revealed the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder earlier, he probably wouldn't even have been able to withstand the first lightning halberd strike.

"King, this..."

A strong member of the Thunder Roc Clan hesitated to speak, his eyes filled with shock and unease.

The Thunder Roc King took a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, his gaze locking onto Yang Shuo again, his voice carrying a hint of unwillingness and helplessness.

"You have indeed mastered the Heavenly Thunder, but our Thunder Roc Clan is not to be slaughtered at will.

If you truly want us to pledge allegiance, unless you can prove your strength and determination, whether you can lead us towards a broader world."

"Hahahahaha, what are you guys, do you really think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

Yang Shuo laughed heartily, looking up at the sky. At this moment, his chest had already begun to dissipate, but his eyes still flickered with confident light.

"Our clan also has its pride. If the master is incompetent, even if you have refined the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder, our clan will never submit!"

The Thunder Roc King stared intently at Yang Shuo, and the two just looked at each other quietly for a long time without speaking.

It wasn't until Yang Shuo's neck was almost dissipated that his voice sounded again.

"Very good, you have backbone. Since that's the case, I'll give you a chance.

When I come out of seclusion, we will fight again at the same Realm.

If you win, I, Yang Shuo, will never set foot in your Thunder Roc territory, and you can continue to live here; if I win, your Thunder Roc Clan must fulfill the agreement of your ancestors and pledge allegiance to me."

After speaking, the purple-gold lightning surrounding Yang Shuo gradually subsided, and his body completely dissipated at this moment, leaving only the lingering sound echoing under the sky where the lightning clouds rolled.

The Thunder Roc King looked in the direction where Yang Shuo disappeared, remaining silent for a long time.

"King, what should we do?"

A strong member of the Thunder Roc Clan spoke in a deep voice, "Are we really going to serve him as our master?"

In fact, the reason their Thunder Roc Clan has been living here is not only for cultivation but also to take advantage of being close to the source.

They knew better than anyone how powerful the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder was; if someone from their clan obtained it, it was highly likely that a Demon King would be born in the future.

It could even lead their Thunder Roc Clan to new heights, but now everything has turned into a bubble.

"What, do you have a better idea?"

The Thunder Roc King glanced at that clansman, and in an instant, he seemed to have aged over a dozen years.

But the oppressive feeling he exuded made that clansman tremble with fear, and he quickly shook his head and retreated, no longer speaking.

"With the Purple-Gold Divine Thunder, he has grasped the lifeblood of our Thunder Roc Clan. If his main body is truly as powerful as he claims.

Submitting to him might not be a bad thing. At least we can truly come into contact with the Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder, and perhaps our Bloodline can change again."