760: Chapter 759 Day After Day!

Conversely, those Families that sided with the wrong faction would, without exception, face liquidation by the kingdom!

The cruelty of political struggle is no less intense than the struggle of the Martial Dao.

Once you stand on the wrong side, the severe consequence is the confiscation of property and the extermination of your clan, leaving your descendants with no hope of ever rising again.

The lighter consequence is to flee the Guhen Kingdom, drift in foreign lands, hide your true name, and live in ignoble survival.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just then, bolts of purple lightning descended, striking toward this group of Martial Artists, causing them to snap back to their senses.

Only then did they remember that they were currently inside the Lightning Sea Restriction of the Venerable Purple Lightning; those terrifying purple lightning bolts surrounding them were no mere decorations, and a moment of carelessness would result in being blasted into smithereens.

Immediately, everyone collected their thoughts and activated their respective Golden Body power, simultaneously resisting the attacks of the purple lightning with all their might while slowly and arduously advancing deeper into the purple Lightning Sea.

They immediately began to activate their Golden Body power to block the attacks of the purple lightning, inching their way forward into the depths of the purple Lightning Sea.

Golden Bodies of various colors shimmered in the Lightning Sea like countless brilliant stars, advancing arduously, slowly, and steadily through the purple ocean.

Every time a purple lightning bolt struck, it would leave a deep mark on their Golden Bodies.

Some Golden Bodies were struck until they tottered, the light upon them flickering violently as if it might extinguish at any moment.

Some Golden Bodies had their radiance dimmed, changing from dazzlingly bright to flickering, like a candle in the wind.

Some Golden Bodies were even struck until cracks appeared, with fragments of the Golden Body falling off and dissolving into specks of light that dissipated within the Lightning Sea.

The light of the Golden Bodies intertwined with the light of the lightning, forming a spectacular scene.

Through the purple Lightning Sea, one could see a purple lightning symbol flickering in the depths of the sea!

The symbol was shaped like a lightning bolt, entirely purple-gold, emitting a dazzling radiance as if it were the heart of the purple lightning.

Around the symbol, purple lightning surged and lightning light intertwined, shrouding the entire area in a purple halo—beautiful yet filled with murderous intent.

That was the Legacy of the Venerable Purple Lightning!

As long as one could obtain it, one could inherit the mantle of the Venerable Purple Lightning, and it would not be impossible to embark on the path of a Venerable in the future!

And wanting to obtain the Legacy of the Venerable Purple Lightning is quite simple: just pass through this Lightning Sea.

But while it sounds simple, it is difficult to do.

The Legacy of the Venerable Purple Lightning has existed here for decades. From the day the Venerable Purple Lightning fell, this Legacy has been suspended in the depths of this Lightning Sea, waiting for a fated person to arrive. However, to this day, not a single Martial Artist has been able to obtain it!

For decades, countless Grandmasters and Great Grandmaster-level powerhouses have come one after another, all dreaming of obtaining this Legacy—but all have failed.

Some were repelled by the purple lightning and fled in a sorry state; some were severely injured by the purple lightning and had to recuperate for years; some were even struck dead by the purple lightning, leaving no remains.

From this, one can see how great the difficulty is.

So, why not let those Venerable-level powerhouses come here to obtain the Legacy?

Those Venerables certainly also want to obtain the Legacy of this Venerable Purple Lightning.

The Venerable Purple Lightning was a Peak Venerable existence, and his strength was in a class of its own among Venerables, only one step away from the True King Realm.

His Legacy is an extremely precious treasure for any Venerable, enough to allow them to break through their Bottleneck and step into a higher Realm.

In the past, several Venerables from the Guhen Kingdom came to this place, attempting to obtain the Legacy of the Venerable Purple Lightning.

They possessed formidable strength and heaven-defying means; the purple lightning that made it impossible for Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters to take a single step was like a tickle before them, unable to pose any threat to them at all.

Those Venerables successfully passed through the Lightning Sea and arrived before the Legacy symbol, on the verge of obtaining the Legacy.

However, when accepting the Legacy, they were informed—one needs to be below the Venerable level to do so.

Powerhouses at or above the Venerable level cannot gain the recognition of the Legacy.

This was a Restriction set by the Venerable Purple Lightning, his requirement for his successor—he did not want his Legacy to be obtained by someone already standing at the Venerable Realm; he wanted to cultivate a new Venerable, a truly promising junior.

This left those Venerables somewhat disappointed. They had traveled thousands of miles to get here and passed through the Lightning Sea, only to be turned away at the door.

But having no other choice, they could only give up.

Thus, this created the current situation—countless Great Grandmaster and Grandmaster-level powerhouses coming here to obtain the Legacy.

Every year and every month, people come to challenge it; every year and every month, people fail and return. Day after day, year after year, no one has ever succeeded, but no one has ever given up.

As these powerhouses ventured deeper, the power of the purple lightning they encountered became increasingly formidable.

From the thickness of a water bucket on the outermost perimeter, to the thickness of a water vat in the middle, and then to several zhang thick in the depths—the power of the lightning increased exponentially with depth.

For every zhang they advanced, the power of the purple lightning they faced increased by a level.

Immediately, Martial Artist after Martial Artist was repelled by the purple lightning and retreated from the Lightning Sea.

Their Golden Bodies were shattered, and fragments of their Golden Bodies drifted in the air.

Their faces were pale, their eyes filled with exhaustion and unwillingness.

Failed again, failed again, still failed.

For decades, they have come countless times and failed countless times, but next time, they will come again.

As time passed, all the Grandmaster powerhouses present were repelled and retreated from the Lightning Sea.

Their strength was insufficient to support them in penetrating into the core area of the Lightning Sea.

At this moment, in the Lightning Sea, only three Great Grandmaster-level powerhouses remained, still struggling to cross the Lightning Sea.

Their Golden Bodies were hundreds of zhang tall, exceptionally eye-catching in the purple Lightning Sea, like three towering Peaks standing in the purple ocean.

One was Jun Wentian's six-hundred-and-ninety-zhang golden Golden Body, flashing with lightning, incomparably domineering; the purple lightning striking it only caused layers of ripples, unable to cause any substantial damage at all.

One was a certain Great Grandmaster's five-hundred-zhang cyan Golden Body, with cyan light flowing, vibrant with life; the purple lightning striking it was bounced away by the cyan radiance.

One was a certain Great Grandmaster's four-hundred-and-fifty-zhang crimson Golden Body, with crimson light dazzling, scorching and violent; the purple lightning striking it was swallowed by the crimson flames.

Three Golden Bodies, three colors, three types of power, advancing in the Lightning Sea.

But as they ventured deeper, their speed became slower and slower, slower and slower.

...

On the other side of the Lightning Sea, there was also a patch of Destruction Mist.

That mist was pitch black as ink, thick as paste, surging and galloping, completely covering a large area.

In the mist, one could faintly see drops of Destruction Water condensing, suspended in mid-air, slowly rotating.

This place was the Legacy land of the Venerable Destruction—the Legacy left behind after the Venerable Destruction fell, echoing from afar with the Legacy of the Venerable Purple Lightning, one on the left and one on the right, one purple and one black, standing at the two ends of the core area.

(Just filler, can't write anymore. Hehe)