76: Chapter 76 Thunderclaps!

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Cultivators could no longer restrain themselves. They all soared towards Ning Yuan, shouting loudly as they flew.

"Kid, hand over the treasure, and we might spare your life!"

"Heaven And Earth Treasures belong to the capable. This is not something you can possess. Hand it over quickly!"

"Don't think having a void refining puppet makes you invincible. Remember, Puppets are controlled by people. Once we capture you, the Puppet will fall apart on its own!"

"..."

Numerous Cultivators surrounded Ning Yuan, treating him as a prize already in their grasp, their eyes filled with greed and cruelty.

Then, an elder in white robes stepped forward and spoke:

"I am He Feng of the Tianbao Pavilion. If Fellow Daoist is willing to hand over the nine yang soul returning ganoderma, I can guarantee your safe departure today!"

"Tianbao Pavilion? I'm afraid your pavilion had designs of killing for treasure from the very start, didn't you?"

Ning Yuan sneered. He might not have realized it before, but now that He Feng had declared his affiliation, he would be a fool not to understand.

He suspected that from the moment he entered the Tianbao Pavilion that day, they had detected his Extreme Yang Body and deliberately lured him here, planning to be the oriole catching the cicada after the mantis.

"So what if we did? Now, your only option is to submit obediently. Hand it over!" He Feng said coldly. With things having reached this point, there was no need for pretense. It was better to admit it openly.

"There are so many of you, but only one treasure. Is it enough to share?" Ning Yuan swept his gaze around the circle, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Even now, you're still trying to sow discord! It seems I must take action myself!" Anger flashed across He Feng's face. He had paid a considerable price to rally the other Cultivators against Ning Yuan.

Whoosh!

He Feng flicked his sleeve, and a streak of black light, like a shooting star, shot across the sky, speeding towards Ning Yuan.

Clink!

Just as the black light was about to strike Ning Yuan, a crisp sound was heard. The black light halted abruptly, suspended motionless right before his eyes.

A faint layer of golden light shimmered across Ning Yuan's body. The light took the form of overlapping scales, covering him completely with 360-degree, seamless protection.

Looking closely, the black light was actually a sewing needle, entirely black in color, likely poisoned.

If he hadn't used the Sixth-grade Golden Armor Talisman in advance, he might not have been able to dodge it with his current cultivation level.

This old bastard is truly treacherous, even resorting to poison. A truly black-hearted and ruthless character.

"Golden Armor Talisman?"

He Feng's face showed surprise. This kid even had a sixth-grade Talisman. It seemed the identity he claimed might not be false, which made it even more imperative not to let him go.

This scene startled the many Cultivators. They thought to themselves, this kid is truly a walking treasure trove, with endless rare items appearing one after another. Immediately, their eyes once again gleamed with greed.

Although the Tianbao Pavilion had promised them many things, no one ever complains about having too many treasures. Moreover, since they had already taken action, they naturally had to eliminate the root of the problem.

"Master, run!"

At that moment, a sharp shout came from the distance, followed by the sounds of intense fighting. Du Jiaojiao was seen piloting the flowing light boat, charging towards them, pursued by over a dozen Cultivators.

While everyone was surrounding Ning Yuan, He Feng had also sent men to capture Du Jiaojiao and the other woman. But judging by the current outcome, they hadn't been caught and had instead escaped.

"A bunch of useless fools! Can't even capture two women!"

He Feng's face instantly darkened. He had hoped to capture them to threaten Ning Yuan, but now that plan was completely ruined.

Rumble...

And just then, the sky rapidly darkened. Heavy, dark clouds gathered instantly in the heavens, and golden lightning could be seen snaking through them, accompanied by deafening thunderclaps.

"This is... Heaven's Thunder!"

The sudden appearance of this celestial phenomenon immediately captured the attention of He Feng and the others. Gazing at the golden thunder dragons writhing within the dark clouds, someone said in a trembling voice.

"Holy shit, it's Heaven's Thunder! Why would Heaven's Thunder appear here?"

"What are you standing around for? Run!"

"Who summoned the Heaven's Thunder?"

"..."

The appearance of Heaven's Thunder threw all the Cultivators into a panic. They scurried around like headless flies, their faces full of terror. Who still had the mind to care about Ning Yuan?

In the face of such heavenly might, their proud cultivation seemed as fragile as paper. This was simply not something they could withstand.

"Hahaha, how do you like the gift I've prepared for you?"

A triumphant laugh echoed ceaselessly through the sky, amplified by spiritual power so that everyone could hear it clearly.

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice and immediately discovered Ning Yuan, who had somehow appeared on the flowing light boat, looking at them with a smug expression.

Crackle!

But before they could even process what was happening, a golden bolt of lightning, thick as an arm, suddenly crashed down from the dark clouds, illuminating the entire world.

Ah!

Some unlucky Cultivator was struck. He only had time to let out a single scream before his entire body turned to ashes.

Boom! Crackle! Crackle!

Where there was one, there was another. Golden lightning continued to snake through the clouds, and then Heaven's Thunder fell one after another, mercilessly striking down.

This time, there wasn't such good fortune. Many Cultivators didn't even have time to scream before being reduced to ashes. It was a truly miserable sight!

"It's him! He summoned the Heaven's Thunder! This damnable bastard, may you die a horrible death! Ah!"

"Damn it, if I'd known earlier, I wouldn't have agreed to help that Old Thing He Feng! Now I'm finished!"

"He Feng, you old ghost, you bastard! Didn't you investigate properly before making your move?"

"Ah..."

"..."

The Cultivators who were still alive finally reacted, and they began to curse loudly—some cursing Ning Yuan, others cursing He Feng, all sorts of curses filled the air.

Watching the scene of rolling Heaven's Thunder before him, Ning Yuan's lips curled into a cold arc, his eyes icy to the extreme.

If he hadn't had some tricks up his sleeve, his fate probably wouldn't have been much better than theirs, perhaps even worse.

This Heaven's Thunder was the result of him using a Sixth-grade Summon Thunder Talisman. Otherwise, with his cultivation level, how could he possibly summon Heaven's Thunder?

Ning Yuan had planned this earlier: first, use the Golden Armor Talisman for self-protection; then, use the Summon Thunder Talisman against the enemy; finally, activate the Teleportation Talisman to teleport onto the flowing light boat.

The plan was a perfect success!

He had even anticipated someone making a move against Du Jiaojiao and the other woman and prepared in advance. Those Cultivators were nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs before the void refining puppet.

The only slight imperfection was that the Teleportation Talisman's range was too short. Otherwise, he could have simply teleported away without all this trouble.

But fortunately, the Summon Thunder Talisman was powerful. After this bout of Heaven's Thunder, probably very few Cultivators would survive. It wouldn't be strange if they were completely wiped out.

"So it was you, kid, who summoned the Heaven's Thunder? Quite bold. It seems you have a death wish!"

A voice brimming with fury suddenly rang out. Then, a figure appeared high in the sky, his face like frost, dense Yin Qi radiating from his body. An invisible pressure instantly permeated the entire world.