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Chapter 697

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The Purple Thunder Pool shone with crackling electricity and had an extremely terrifying aura!

Su Zimo said, "This thunder pool can temper one's body. Those who can withstand it, come in and cultivate. However, you have to be careful. The power of thunder is the most dangerous. If you feel that something is amiss, leave as soon as possible. Don't force yourself. "

"Hehe, I was waiting for you to say that."

Lin Xuanji laughed strangely.

He had only obtained 10% of the dragon vein on this trip and naturally wanted to compensate as much as he could.

The little fox leaped out of Su Zimo's embrace hurriedly and pouted her lips, shaking her head.

Most demons had powerful physical bodies, but there were some exceptions.

The cultivation of the fox race was not focused on their bodies.

This was not something that could be forced. Su Zimo nodded and led the way.

There was a saying in the mortal world that one could not cross the thunder pool. The thunder pool represented danger and destruction!

Su Zimo entered the Purple Thunder Pool and shuddered.

The thunder pool shone brightly and released a bedazzling flash of electricity. One after another, purple arcs of electricity extended and surged into Su Zimo's body wildly.

Su Zimo took a deep breath of air and headed towards the depths of the Purple Thunder Pool.

Lin Xuanji followed closely behind and charged in.

The moment he entered the thunder pool, a look of pain flashed through his eyes.

However, he endured it immediately after.

The more pain one endured in the thunder pool, the greater the changes one's body would undergo!

The power outside the thunder pool was rather peaceful.

The closer one was to the center of the thunder pool, the more berserk the power of thunder became, as though it wanted to destroy everything. Bolts of electricity surged and engulfed everything!

One could only truly experience the wrath of thunder at the center of the thunder pool!

Monkey, the Linghu, the Golden Lion and Qing Qing followed behind Lin Xuanji.

The four of them were demons that valued their physiques greatly – there was naturally no way they would miss out on an opportunity as such.

Initially, Little Fatty and Shi Jian did not intend to enter.

However, when they saw everyone rush in, including Lin Xuanji, the two of them were tempted as though the thunder pool did not seem strong.

"Should we wait outside the thunder pool for a while?" Shi Jian suggested.

"Yes."

Little Fatty rolled his eyes and said, "I think that's fine. As long as we don't go too deep into the lightning pool, there shouldn't be any danger."

"Go!"

The two of them moved and rushed into the lightning pool.

"Ahhh!"

Just as they charged into the Lightning Pool, the two of them let out a series of miserable shrieks.

Shi Jian was in the most miserable state. His skin was split open and his flesh was exposed. Smoke was coming out of his seven orifices, and even his hair stood on end.

Their Puppet Sect's forte was body refinement.

Shi Jian took advantage of the time before he was electrocuted and hurriedly escaped. His face was covered in dust and dirt.

The little fox sniffed and said suspiciously, "Strange, why is there a meaty smell …"

Hearing this, Shi Jian almost vomited a mouthful of black blood.

Little Fatty's situation was slightly better than Shi Jianqiang's.

After all, before this, his body had just been cleansed by the mist emitted from Acheron's painting, so he wasn't injured by the electricity.

Even so, Little Fatty was in excruciating pain. The fat all over his body trembled and twitched.

"Aren't I just looking for trouble?"

Little Fatty lamented internally, "I'm eating well, sleeping well and my body is great. Why must I make things difficult for myself?"

It didn't take long for Little Fatty to retreat.

Right now, there were only six people left in the lightning pool — Su Zimo, Lin Xuanji, monkey, Linghu, the Golden Lion and Qing Qing!

Although they were all in the lightning pool, everyone's positions were different.

It was also clear that there was a difference between the six of them!

Su Zimo had already arrived at the center of the lightning pool and assumed a lotus position. His blood qi surged as he absorbed the berserk power of thunder around him to refine his body.

To his surprise, Lin Xuanji was the closest to the center of the lightning pool!

It was no wonder why he was the successor of Enigma Palace. He had endless methods and unfathomable strength. Even his physique was frightening!

Monkey was slightly behind Lin Xuanji.

After monkey was Linghu.

In reality, Linghu's bloodline was the most ordinary among everyone present.

Thankfully, he cultivated the Marrow Cleansing section of the Void Thunder Manual and was able to change his bloodline. Earlier on, he managed to fuse four bone claws of unknown origin into his body by accident.

Linghu's physique was changing silently as well!

After Linghu, it was the Golden Lion and Qing Qing.

The six of them found their limits in the lightning pool and sat on the ground, beginning to absorb thunder into their bodies to cultivate.

A beast hide hovered in the center of the lightning pool.

Su Zimo reached out and took the beast hide, opening it gently.

At the top of the beast hide were three words – Purple Thunder Manual!

This was a section of the Void Thunder Manual created by the Thunder Emperor and was a heaven-grade cultivation technique!

After advancing to Nascent Soul realm, if one could cultivate a heaven-grade cultivation technique, not only would their cultivation speed be terrifying, their Essence Spirits would also be countless times stronger than those of yellow-grade cultivation techniques!

It was like the difference between heaven and earth!

A stronger Essence Spirit meant that more Dharmic powers could be mobilized!

Su Zimo skimmed through it briefly before putting the Purple Thunder Manual into his storage bag carefully.

This cultivation technique was going to be his greatest reliance on the immortal Dao after advancing to Nascent Soul realm!

At the same time, Su Zimo was extremely curious about the Yin Spirit section of the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness!

After the Core Formation section was the Yin Spirit section that corresponded to the Nascent Soul realm of the immortal Dao.

Without cultivating a Yin Spirit, Su Zimo could not see the cultivation techniques of the Yin Spirit section.

In Su Zimo's opinion, the Yin Spirit section that Die Yue imparted to him was definitely a heaven-grade cultivation technique!

However, he did not know what level it could reach.

Furthermore, Die Yue imparted to him the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings. Up till this point, he had only cultivated seven demon kings and there were five more that had yet to appear.

Su Zimo was filled with anticipation to see if another demon king would descend for the Yin Spirit section!

As he sensed the berserk power of thunder around him, Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat and he withdrew 27 supreme-grade flying swords from his storage bag.

Those were a set of flying swords for the Candlelight Sword Formation.

Prior to this, supreme-grade flying swords were tainted by the blood of powerful demon beasts and their powers would decrease after a while.

Su Zimo was also considering how he could upgrade the set of flying swords.

Right now, he could truly refine the 27 flying swords with the help of this lightning pool.

Although he could not upgrade their grades, the power of thunder on the swords would increase their power.

The power of the 27 flying swords would increase even more when they were stacked together.

The increase in power of the Candlelight Sword Formation would be considerable after it was formed!

Su Zimo waved his hand and the 27 flying swords scattered around him. Placed in the Purple Thunder Pool, the swords shone with streaks of lightning.

Everyone who entered the Great Necropolis obtained their own opportunities.

At that moment, a group of cultivators arrived above the tomb – there were thousands of them!

Their leader was skinny like a bamboo pole. With a cold expression, he stood in midair and looked down at the terrain below with a flickering gaze.

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