allonlinenovel Chapter 927 Thunder Emperor
Chapter 927 Thunder Emperor
Deep within the heart of Lei Mansion, an endless expanse of silver land stretches towards the sky. On the ground, streaks of lightning, like serpentine snakes, meander freely, transforming the entire region into a vast, dazzling sea of lightning.
The earth is crisscrossed with ravines, each stretching for thousands of feet, its bottom deep and its shape strange and varied.
This place was not created by nature, but was the core battlefield of the Lei Mansion calamity in the past. The earth-shattering battle between the Lei Emperor and the King-level alien demon took place here.
Xiao Ling's gaze swept over the devastated ancient battlefield, then he looked up at the sky. Thick, dark thunderclouds hung in layers high in the sky, and a powerful and majestic energy emanated from the depths of the clouds.
At the summit of thunderclouds, a magnificent and imposing Thunder Lotus Palace stood silently. Several figures leaped into the air and arrived before the palace gate in an instant.
Xiao Ling raised his hand and gently pushed, and the palace door, sealed for countless ages, trembled and burst open with a deafening roar.
The moment the palace gates opened, three sharp silver lights suddenly shot out, like three bolts of lightning containing destructive power tearing through the sky, their sharp edges aimed directly at Xiao Ling, who had broken through the palace gates first.
Three humanoid phantoms, entirely silver-white in color, appeared, their bodies covered with eerie and bizarre demonic patterns. Streams of cold and violent black demonic energy surged and leaked out, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply and a chill to hit you.
These three puppets were all at the peak of the Death Profound Realm in their previous lives. They were once the four Thunder Kings under the Thunder Emperor, on par with Zuo Fei. During the great battle, their souls and bodies were corrupted by the evil energy of the demonic forces, ultimately turning them into demonic puppets controlled by others.
Facing the three demonized thunder kings attacking, Xiao Ling was already quite adept at it. With a thought, his spiritual power surged forth, instantly cleansing the evil demonic energy that had lingered in the three men for thousands of years and completely eradicating the demonic markings that bound them.
The moment the demonic energy dissipated, the three puppet bodies disintegrated inch by inch, and three nearly vanished, almost nonexistent remnant souls slowly emerged in the void.
Xiao Ling raised his hand and gently guided the three remnant souls with his gentle soul power, sealing them away. When the time was right, he would arrange for their resurrection with Zuo Fei and have them become elders in the Dao Sect.
Then, the three women followed Xiao Ling deeper into the Thunder Palace and headed straight for the main hall at its core.
The main hall is extremely vast, with an overall scale of tens of thousands of feet. Standing in the magnificent hall, one feels as small as an ant on the ground, and the overwhelming aura inspires a sense of awe from the bottom of one's heart.
Inside the main hall stood massive, incredibly thick stone pillars, each topped with clusters of flickering lightning.
The ball of light contained numerous ancient scrolls and divine weapons, all of which were of high quality martial arts techniques and spiritual treasures. Their radiant light instantly attracted the attention of Jiang Yinyin, Mu Lingshan, and Lin Qingtan.
Xiao Ling's gaze did not linger on these treasures at all, but instead locked onto the deepest part of the main hall.
There stood a colossal stone statue, hundreds of feet tall, its right hand gripping a silver scepter. A continuous stream of lightning flowed down the scepter, creating a dazzling visual effect. The powerful aura emanating from the scepter itself proved that this weapon was no ordinary object.
Xiao Ling raised his hand and summoned the Thunder Emperor's Scepter from a distance. The scepter flew out of his hand and landed steadily in his palm.
The moment the scepter was in his hand, dazzling silver lightning erupted, filling the entire hall. However, in just a moment, the restless lightning subsided completely, and Xiao Ling had completely subdued it.
"The Thunder Emperor's Scepter is a pretty good treasure. I'll take it back and study it slowly."
Xiao Ling casually waved his scepter, and thousands of lightning threads roared out, weaving and swirling around him. The lightning was incredibly powerful, yet he controlled it perfectly, without harming anyone around him.
Standing amidst the sky full of lightning, he exuded a calm and domineering aura, clearly a king who controlled the world's thunder.
Immediately afterwards, he lightly tapped his fingertip, and a condensed beam of lightning shot out from the Thunder Emperor's Scepter in his hand, striking straight at the Thunder Emperor's stone statue in front of him.
The lightning struck the stone statue precisely, instantly illuminating the entire statue with layers of silver light. The next instant, the space on the statue's chest began to slightly distort, undulate, and vibrate, slowly forming a deep spatial vortex.
Upon closer inspection, lightning arcs flickered and leaped within the depths of the vortex, and a unique, ancient, and vast aura emanated faintly from within it.
"This should be the entrance to the Thunder Realm."
Xiao Ling stared at the spatial vortex in front of him, then turned to the three women and instructed them, "You all wait here. Take whatever treasures you like from the hall and refine and use them as you see fit. I'll go in for a bit and be back soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he held the Thunder Emperor's Scepter and stepped forward steadily, entering the vortex of constantly surging thunder step by step. With a series of thunderous roars, his figure completely disappeared into the Thunder Palace.
Passing through the endlessly spinning spatial vortex, a boundless and vast world instantly came into Xiao Ling's view.
This is a pure realm of lightning, the entire world constructed from endless lightning.
Countless gigantic bolts of lightning, some tens of thousands of feet long, crisscrossed the sky, like ancient thunder dragons awakening, roaring, weaving, and flashing across the heavens and earth. Deafening thunderclaps resounded one after another, creating a magnificent and overwhelming thunderstorm that was so spectacular it sent shivers down one's spine.
Xiao Ling calmly surveyed the entire world of thunder. The violent thunder outside, powerful enough to instantly kill a Xuan Realm expert and tear apart flesh and soul, would inexplicably disintegrate and dissipate on its own as long as it approached within a hundred feet of him, utterly unable to shake him in the slightest.
He strode forward steadily, his figure moving steadily towards the deepest part of the Thunder Realm. Before long, an endless expanse of thunder-purple sea came into view.
This vast sea of thunderous lava stretches to the horizon. Thunder surges and roars above the surface, while layers upon layers of silver lightning float in the sky. The continuous thunderclaps resound through the heavens and earth, as if the might of the heavens has descended. Ordinary cultivators here would tremble with fear and tremble in their souls just from hearing the roar.
Xiao Ling stood in mid-air above the Thunder Mash Sea, looking ahead.
In the very center of the sea stood an ancient, entirely silver-white altar. Beneath the altar, countless lightning ladders rose in layers, leading to a high platform at the top. At the deepest part of the platform, a throne suspended by countless bolts of lightning rested silently.
Countless thick arcs of lightning descended from the void, coiling around the throne and causing the surrounding space to distort and tremble. And upon that majestic throne sat a solitary figure.
This person was not burly; in fact, he was rather thin and frail. Yet, the residual aura emanating from him far surpassed that of ordinary Reincarnation Realm experts. It was powerful and domineering, and its lingering influence had not dissipated even after countless ages.
"This must be the Thunder Emperor who once wielded the Thunder Ancestral Symbol."
Xiao Ling silently gazed at the figure on the throne. The other party's aura was vast and boundless, and his power was still terrifying, but there was no trace of vitality left, clearly indicating that he had already perished completely in the great war against the demons back then.
Xiao Ling slowly raised his eyes and looked towards the highest point of the sky in this Thunder Realm.
High in the sky, a colossal sun of lightning, thousands of feet in size, floated, its entire body formed from pure lightning essence. It was dazzling and towered over the entire Thunder Realm.
Deep within the core of this thunderous sun, Xiao Ling clearly sensed an incredibly familiar primal fluctuation. At the center of the giant sun, an ancient and mottled rune floated silently, its patterns twisted and powerful, ancient and obscure, as if it had been born from the first thunderclap at the beginning of heaven and earth.
The talisman itself possessed the immense power of heavenly punishment, and the domineering and majestic aura of thunderous origin swept across the entire Thunder Realm.
"Tsk tsk, Thunder Ancestral Symbol, I've finally found you..."
Gazing at the Thunder Ancestral Symbol suspended in the sky, Xiao Ling raised an eyebrow slightly, but did not rush forward to collect it. He slowly lowered his gaze to the surging sea of thunderous magma beneath his feet, and then his palm slightly clenched.
In an instant, a profound and vast invisible power of Dao erupted from his palm, and pure spatial vibration swept in all directions. This power was extremely domineering; as soon as it spread, the entire surrounding void rippled and twisted violently, and the air itself was compressed and slightly collapsed.
boom!
Xiao Ling flicked his finger, and an invisible spatial tremor surged down, crashing into the sea of lightning below.
The moment the power entered the sea, the entire sea of lightning trembled violently, and a series of deafening roars erupted. The surging lightning magma receded wildly in all directions, and a gigantic vortex cavity tens of thousands of feet wide was forcibly blasted out of the center of the sea.
Roar--!
A deep, extremely evil roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the vortex, and billowing black energy, carrying a dense, ferocious demonic aura, shot straight up from the seabed to the sky.
Rumble!
Just as this overwhelming demonic energy was about to burst through the sea, the giant thunder sun in the sky suddenly trembled, unleashing a deafening roar that shook the entire thunder realm. The space above the sea distorted violently, and chains of lightning, each a thousand feet long, slowly materialized.
These chains of lightning resemble ancient, dormant thunder dragons, one end firmly connected to the sun high in the sky, drawing upon the endless source of thunderous energy, while the other end hangs straight down, deeply embedded in the deepest part of the underwater vortex.
On the seabed of Thunder Mash, a towering, pitch-black demonic figure, hundreds of feet tall, was struggling and agitating wildly.
However, the dense chains of lightning had already bound and imprisoned his entire body, and no matter how much he struggled and tore at them, he could not break free even a fraction of the way.
A massive amount of evil demonic energy surged and leaked out of his body. He frantically activated his demonic power to erode the lightning chains, trying to break free of the seal, but in the end it was all in vain.
Just as Xiao Ling's gaze locked onto the dark figure trapped by lightning, the Demon King seemed to sense the gaze from above and abruptly raised its head. Its pair of vertical pupils, filled with sinister, violent, and endlessly ferocious energy, instantly met Xiao Ling's gaze.
The moment their eyes met, a subtle demonic thought quietly crept in, attempting to corrupt and bewitch Xiao Ling's mind.
Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly narrowed, his mental barrier remained unmoved, and his overwhelming divine sense pressed down.
puff!
The eyes of the Demon King below instantly exploded!
"what--!"
Deep within the sea of lightning, the enormous demonic shadow's eyes exploded, and black tears of blood dripped continuously from its狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face. It raised its head and let out an extremely shrill and frenzied roar, a howl filled with resentment and boundless hatred that resounded throughout the entire lightning realm.
"Humans! You damned humans! My demon race will one day raze this place to the ground and annihilate you all!"
"Tsk tsk, you demons are all so stubborn. Even in this state, you are still so arrogant. You have quite the nerve, but unfortunately, it won't change the outcome." Xiao Ling chuckled lightly.
The Demon King's eyes were shattered, his body writhed violently, and he let out a shrill roar.
"Your good days are coming to an end. Once the dimensional rift reopens and the Demon Emperor fully awakens, even you, a powerful being from an unknown realm, will be powerless to resist. The entire world will eventually become a land of enslavement for our race!"
Xiao Ling already knew the relevant secrets. Hearing the Demon King's hysterical shouts, he remained calm and had no intention of wasting any more breath.
He raised his hand slightly, and instantly a deep and dark power of annihilation swirled in his palm. Strands of gray-black patterns intertwined and flowed, causing even the surrounding lightning to give way and retreat, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth to become deathly still and cold.
Without making any unnecessary noise, Xiao Ling casually pressed the power of annihilation downwards.
The gray power, like an invisible curtain, suddenly enveloped the entire sea of lightning, breaking through layers of lightning magma and steadily covering the massive body of the Demon King.
The lightning chains binding the demon tightened, completely cutting off its chances of evasion and survival.
The power of annihilation has an extremely strong effect of devouring and obliterating. The moment it touched the demonic body, the opponent's turbulent demonic energy instantly melted and dissipated as quickly as ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.
The Demon King sensed the deadly danger and used his remaining strength to frantically twist his body, letting out a terrified and furious roar. But no matter how much he struggled and resisted, he could not break free from the restraint of this power.
In the blink of an eye, the hundred-foot-tall demonic body began to disintegrate layer by layer from the inside out, and its bones, flesh, and the remaining demonic soul were all devoured by the power of annihilation.
The Demon King, who had just been spouting arrogant words, instantly turned into wisps of black mist and vanished without a trace, completely annihilated in this Thunder Realm.
"Thunder Emperor, you should still be conscious and alive, right? Now that we've dealt with this eyesore, we can have a proper chat."
Having easily eliminated this major threat, Xiao Ling withdrew the aura flowing around him and once again fixed his gaze on the remains of the Thunder Emperor on the throne.
As soon as he finished speaking, a brilliant and condensed bolt of lightning shot out from the giant sun high in the sky, falling straight down and steadily enveloping the throne on the high platform.
Bathed in the light of lightning, the slender figure, who had remained silent for a thousand years with his eyes always closed, slowly opened his eyes, his eyelids trembling.
The myriad lightning bolts in the heavens and earth suddenly stirred and surged, with booming sounds rising and falling. Arcs of lightning swirled and wandered across the sky, as if the entire thunderous world was welcoming the awakening and return of its king.
The remaining consciousness of the Thunder Emperor was thus fully revived.
A series of deafening roars followed one after another, as countless thick thunderbolts poured down from the sky, all of them booming and exploding around the altar. The entire ancient altar stood silently within the vast sea of thunder, its aura imposing.
The man on the throne finally opened his eyes, which had been sealed for millennia. His eyes were clear and bright, as if they encompassed the entire universe of thunder, and the immense pressure surging within them could send chills down one's spine with just a glance.
Lei Di slowly turned his gaze, his eyes landing on Xiao Ling. He nodded slightly, a faint smile on his face, and spoke.
"Greetings, Senior. Thank you for slaying the Demon King and eradicating this enormous threat to our Tianxuan Continent." (End of Chapter)