I'm guessing that it's his innate cultivation technique, which should have a special resistance to the power of tribulation lightning. "
The white-robed male cultivator stared curiously at Chu Chen's body and slowly said.
His gaze was very sharp and gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.
It was as if he wasn't looking at a person, but a treasure or a magic tool.
"In my opinion, he should be cultivating a lightning-attribute cultivation technique. The grade of this technique seems to be quite high, so it has a natural resistance to the power of lightning. When the heavenly tribulation descended, it seemed to have coincidentally devoured a part of the power of tribulation lightning. That's why he's able to emit the aura of a Heavenly River Tier with a mere Spirit River Tier cultivation. "
"Your eyesight is quite good, but this time, you're only half right."
The old cultivator chuckled, the wrinkles on his face trembling slightly. "This young man doesn't cultivate a lightning-attributed Natal Cultivation Method. What he cultivates is a miraculous body-forging secret technique, a body-forging technique that can devour the power of lightning tribulations to temper the body."
"A body-tempering technique that can devour tribulation lightning?!"
The white-robed male cultivator's eyelids suddenly widened, and a hint of surprise mixed with ecstasy appeared in his eyes.
There were countless body-tempering techniques in the world, but a body-tempering technique that could even devour the power of tribulation lightning was unheard of. Perhaps such a Mystical Power only existed in the legends of the Ancient Mythological Era.
And now, this young man had actually mastered it?
"This body-tempering technique is incomparably exquisite. I'm afraid it's extremely useful even for Heavenly River Tier powerhouses."
The old cultivator in dark blue robes said indifferently, "If you don't take it, you'll be harmed instead. Little Guang, you know what to do! "
"Master, I understand."
The white-robed male cultivator nodded and looked at Chu Chen with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
"I'll go capture that guy and torture him out of his cultivation technique. Such a Mystical Power should be mastered by our clan. It's also one of the blessings of our trip to the Small Celestial Realm. "
"There's no need to go through so much trouble."
The old cultivator in dark blue robes shook his head. "Just kill him, then preserve his head and bring it back. I'll use the Netherworld Soul-Searching Technique to squeeze out everything in his head. "
"I understand."
The white-robed male cultivator nodded again and again. Then, his figure moved and flew towards Chu Chen.
Ever since the old man and the young man had appeared, they had been talking among themselves. They did not deliberately lower their voices, but they had directly treated Chu Chen as a dead man.
When the surrounding crowd heard this, they were all stunned.
The purple-robed old man frowned, waved his hand, and released a spirit energy shield to cover the young disciples around him. Obviously, he didn't want to cause trouble and wanted to stay out of it.
When the rest of the rogue cultivators heard the words "Netherworld Soul-Searching Technique", their expressions changed and they subconsciously retreated as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.
When Lan Xuan, Zhou Lin, and Xuan Ji heard the conversation between the old man and the young man in the sky, their expressions changed.
Chu Chen had just finished transcending the tribulation. Although his cultivation had advanced to the Spirit River Tier, and the aura he exuded had also reached the Heavenly River Tier, his cultivation level was still very high.
After all, he had just advanced, and his cultivation was not stable. Moreover, it was unclear whether he had suffered any internal injuries in the thunder tribulation.
The old man's aura had advanced to the Heavenly River Tier for a long time, and his cultivation level was extremely stable and heavy. If he attacked, Chu Chen would be in danger!
He had just finished transcending the tribulation, and he was hunted down by a Heavenly River Tier powerhouse!
This world was really too cruel.
At this moment, Lan Xuan, Zhou Lin, and the others' hearts were in their throats. Chu Chen, who was in the air, still had no expression as he watched the white-robed male cultivator fly towards him.
"Little cultivator, choose your own way of dying."
The white-robed male cultivator had a faint smile on his lips. His eyes were incomparably cold as he looked at Chu Chen. His tone was as indifferent as if he was a god who ruled this world. "Once I make the choice, I'm afraid you'll beg for death."
This was the pity of a superior to the weak.
Chu Chen's expression did not change, and then his figure disappeared.
The white-robed male cultivator was suddenly startled.
This kind of situation was really very strange. The little cultivator standing in front of him disappeared without a trace in the next second.
There were no spiritual power fluctuations in the whole process, and there were no traces of magical powers or secret techniques being used. Chu Chen did not even make a move to wave his hand.
Did he just disappear like that? Did he just disappear all of a sudden without any warning?
The white-robed male cultivator's divine sense probed in all directions, but he could not sense the slightest trace of Chu Chen's aura.
Even the terrifying thunder and lightning spiritual power fluctuations disappeared without a trace.
Did he escape?
This kind of situation was so strange that it made people panic.
Inexplicably, the white-robed male cultivator felt a chill go straight to his heart.
It was as if a ferocious poisonous snake was hiding somewhere in the void, staring at him. The ferocious fangs were close to his neck, but he could not see them at all.
"Master, why … why did that person escape? Did he escape? "
The white-robed male cultivator's body was a little stiff. He turned around and glanced at the dark blue-robed old man behind him with some difficulty.
At this time, waves of invisible cold aura surged towards him from all directions like a tide, giving him a terrible intuition that a disaster was about to befall him.
"Don't panic."
The dark blue-robed old cultivator frowned, and his expression was a little puzzled. However, his expression was still relaxed, as if everything was under control. "Don't worry, that kid can't run far."
The white-robed male cultivator's expression was not relaxed in the slightest. The instinctive sense of crisis enveloped him, and the crisis was getting stronger and stronger, heavier and heavier. It was as if an invisible voice was constantly roaring in his ears.
Run, run!
This intense sense of danger made him feel as if his entire soul and mind were about to be frozen.
Finally, after holding on for a few breaths of time, the thick and almost suffocating sense of crisis in the void finally made the white-robed male cultivator feel like he was about to collapse.
He suddenly shouted, and a dazzling silver-white spiritual power light suddenly lit up around his body, faintly transforming into a huge divine dharma idol that shrouded his body.
"Little Guang, don't panic!"
The dark blue-robed old cultivator frowned and growled, "Why did you summon the divine dharma idol? That kid … "
The old cultivator's voice suddenly disappeared halfway through his sentence, followed by a few strange muffled sounds.
The white-robed male cultivator subconsciously turned around to look, and his whole body suddenly froze.
A hand appeared in front of the old cultivator. It was pale, thin, but seemed to be glowing like crystal, faintly surrounded by golden lightning and flames.
(End of Chapter)
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