Ah Hu looked at the crazed red-clothed young man and grinned. "Young Master, look at the saber technique he's using. Doesn't it look like …"
"Doesn't it look like the descendant of that Summer Family that was exterminated in the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory's Consecutive Drum Mountain Range?" Yan Zhaoge continued.
Ah Hu nodded.
They had never had any dealings with the Xia Clan of Listening Thunder Peak.
However, the warriors of the Consecutive Drum Mountain Range who had mentioned the extermination of the Xia Clan had also provided some information about the Xia Clan's origins.
As Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu watched that red-clothed youth make his move, it somewhat resembled the Rushing Thunder Sabre of the direct lineage of the Listening Thunder Peak's Xia Family.
However, the legendary Galloping Thunder Saber did not have such a strong power.
The Listening Thunder Peak's Xia Family originated from a lower world. While they had successfully established themselves in the World beyond Worlds, let alone the peak legacies, they were not exceptional even in the Consecutive Drum Mountain Range.
Therefore, Ah Hu was a little uncertain as he looked hesitantly at Yan Zhaoge.
"The Listening Thunder Peak is the foundation of the Xia Clan. Other than the martial arts passed down in the clan, there is also one of the Five Elemental Thunder of Fortune, the Absolute Thunder of Metal." Yan Zhaoge said, "Tempering your lungs with this thunder, your breath will be like thunder, sharp as metal. Merging it into your sabre arts, its power will increase greatly."
"It should be said that all weapons can benefit from it."
Yan Zhaoge bore the Blazing Flames and Blazing Thunder of the fire attribute of the Five Elements Creation Thunder. The two sides were interconnected as it was very easy for him to sense the uniqueness of that red-clothed youth.
However, this wasn't the reason why the red-clothed young man possessed such outstanding strength.
"Pay attention to his body," Yan Zhaoge's words hit the nail on the head.
Ah Hu's cultivation was lower than the two people fighting in the field, so it was more difficult for him to see the details of their fight.
However, having been reminded by Yan Zhaoge, looking carefully over, Ah Hu saw that the young man was dressed entirely in red, some patterns shockingly appearing on the skin of his palms, neck and other areas that were not covered by his clothes.
Those patterns were like bolts of lightning, crimson like blood, a ghastly sight!
Because he was wearing clothes, only a small part of the tattoo could be seen.
But as the two sides fought to their hearts' content, the red-clothed youth incessantly stimulated his own potential. One could clearly see that the pattern was continuously expanding!
After a while, the blood-colored pattern that resembled a thunderbolt had already covered his hands and neck, and was spreading towards his face.
It looked as if there were numerous wounds on his body that were crisscrossing with each other.
Wild, primitive, domineering, terrifying.
As the blood-colored thunderbolt pattern expanded and spread, the red-clothed youth's fighting style became more and more violent and ruthless. He only attacked without any regard for his own safety.
Its power grew stronger and stronger, and it continued to rise!
There was a kind of madness and decisiveness that came from burning one's life at the end of the road.
It made people feel as if he was already an arrow at the end of its flight, the last radiance of the setting sun.
It seemed that as long as he could stall for a little longer, he would be like a lamp that had run out of oil and die without the need for anyone else to do anything.
However, its power continued to grow, as if there was no end to it.
Distracted, the heavily injured Three Foot Mountain Elder was actually forced into a disadvantageous position by the red-clothed young man's suicidal momentum.
The glorious sun hung high in the sky, but within the golden sun, blood-colored lightning flashed incessantly, slashing cracks on the golden sun.
"Young Master, that … that is …" Ah Hu clenched his teeth.
Gazing at the battle situation, Yan Zhaoge said casually, "It is recorded in ancient texts that there is a strange physique known as the thunderbolt blood."
"Those who bear the thunderbolt blood have qi and blood that are tough and vigorous to the extreme, resembling fire and thunder as they are extremely violent. If they cultivate in martial arts, they would be blessed by the heavens."
Their rate of improvement in cultivation aside, they would be extremely powerful in actual combat as their attacks would contain explosive power that far surpassed those of the same generation.
Still, there was a drawback as well. If they were not careful in their cultivation, they would harm themselves instead.
"Since the Great Calamity, it has rarely been said that those who bear the thunderbolt blood have appeared in this world. He might be the first to have seen it with our own eyes." Yan Zhaoge pointed at that red-clothed youth, "Usually, these blood-colored thunder patterns would not appear. He looks just like a normal person."
"When fighting with others, his qi would return quickly and his explosive power would be great. Still, it would not be as ferocious as it is now. His current appearance is due to him executing the Blood Thunderbolt Ritual."
Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, "I have only heard of it before. I would never have thought that I would be able to see it with my own eyes today."
"Blood Thunderbolt Ritual?" Ah Hu repeated, "Looking at the patterns that have surfaced on his body, it reminds me of that Ye Jing who reconstructed his body of the Flame Devil that year."
"It is just that Ye Jing's is a pattern of flames, while his is a pattern of thunderbolts."
Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly as he watched that red-clothed youth make his move, "They are fundamentally different. Ye Jing reconstructed his body of the Flame Devil with the Sacred Heavenly Fire Scripture, the patterns on his body being the agglomerated manifestation of the concept of the Sacred Heavenly Fire Scripture, always existing, not changing according to Ye Jing's will."
"The Blood Thunderbolt Ritual is a secret art. Whether or not it is executed is up to the martial practitioner themselves, being able to stop as they please."
"Also, because Ye Jing's cultivation base was too low back then, his mind unstable, the body of the Flame Devil affected his soul as well as his temperament from the outside."
"This kid before us, this violent temper is probably innate, having nothing to do with him bearing the thunderbolt blood."
Yan Zhaoge said, "The Blood Thunderbolt Ritual is a unique secret art that does not require the guidance of others. Every martial practitioner who bears the thunderbolt blood will slowly comprehend it on their own as they integrate their own martial arts, and only they will be able to execute it."
This secret art drew out the explosive power of one's thunderbolt blood as much as possible, thereby allowing one's strength to soar greatly in all aspects within a short period of time.
However, this was equivalent to pulling up a seedling to help it grow, surpassing its original limits as its lifespan would be reduced as a result.
Still, its power was also extremely impressive.
That red-clothed youth was at the first level of the Martial Saint realm, being able to battle experts of the third level of the Martial Saint realm at this moment.
A frenzied tiger went all out, only attacking and not defending at all as even many experts of the third level of the Martial Saint realm would have to temporarily avoid him.
"Young Master, from the looks of it, this person should be someone of that Listening Thunder Peak's Xia Family?" Ah Hu scratched his head, "Perhaps it is because he is special that the people of Three Foot Mountain spared his life, only capturing him alive?"
Yan Zhaoge shrugged, "It would be impossible for him to enter the lineage of the one who decimated his family. He should have some other use for him."
Ah Hu's interest was piqued, "Young Master, logically speaking, with his outstanding talent already having cultivated to the Martial Saint realm, why have I never heard of him before?"
While he had only just stepped into the Martial Saint realm, the potential and strength displayed by this red-clothed youth was virtually already no inferior to that of the son of the Southern Exalt, the Phoenix Prince Zhuang Chaohui.
This was still when he cultivated in the martial arts of the Listening Thunder Peak's Xia Family which could not be considered all that profound in the World beyond Worlds.
If he had the background and environment of growth of Fu Ting, Gao Qing, Long Hanhua, Zeng Mo and Zhuang Chaohui, what would have been the result?
"You would have to ask him then," Yan Zhaoge chuckled, stroking his lower chin.
Ah Hu was all too familiar with his Young Master.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge's smile, his heart involuntarily shuddered as he began to silently mourn for that red-clothed youth whose name he still did not know.
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