* Rumble rumble rumble … *
Up in the sky, there were layers of tribulation clouds, and muffled thunder rumbled. Silver-white arcs of lightning flickered within the clouds like silver snakes, and it was extremely terrifying. However, the radiance of these arcs of lightning was unable to light up the tribulation clouds in the surroundings. It was pitch-black like ink, and as the layers of lightning surged, it gave off an intimidating aura. It was as if there was some sort of terrifying demon hidden within the tribulation clouds.
The space between the heavens and the earth was dusky, filled with an oppressive aura of destruction. All the ferocious beasts, insects, and birds within the Inner Tomb were crawling on the ground as they trembled, as if they were expressing their allegiance to some sort of terrifying creature.
However, beneath the frightening tribulation clouds stood a young man. His upper body was bare, and his entire body was enveloped by a layer of faint golden light, as if he was a sacred deity, giving off a rather powerful aura.
On his right hand, there was a strange circular plate. On the circular plate, there were some mysterious lines. At this moment, the lines lit up one by one. Within the lines, there was a dark-grey light surging, flowing like blood vessels. All of them poured into the body of the ferocious dragon around the circular plate through some special method. Immediately, following a flash of dark light, a dark-grey dragon rose from within the circular plate. With an earth-shattering aura, it soared into the sky and collided with the descending thunderbolts.
* Crackle … *
Lightning arcs rained down from the sky. Feng Hao's body was like a magnet as he absorbed all of the lightning arcs and absorbed them into his body, turning them into his own.
At this moment, the Heavenly Punishment energy within his Martial Yuan vortex was like a liquid. It was extremely dense, and its might had greatly increased.
This increase was not due to the amount of energy. Instead, it was due to the Burning Sound within his body.
This sound originated from within Feng Hao's mind. It resounded from every opened aperture on his Dao Core, and converged into a peculiar sound. It was like the Burning Sound, and it was extremely intimidating. It was filled with a vast aura, and vaguely … it seemed to be very similar to the undulations of the tribulation clouds in the sky.
And now, because there were nine apertures, the power of the Divine Punishment within the Martial Essence vortex showed signs of increasing.
Therefore, if Feng Hao wanted to increase the power of the Heavenly Punishment Energy, what he had to do was not to accumulate the Heavenly Punishment Energy, but to increase the level of this unique Sound of Incineration.
"Rumble …"
All of a sudden, the tribulation clouds in the sky stopped raining down lightning. On the contrary, some of them started to shrink, layer by layer. The destructive aura became even stronger, pressing down on the ground and suffocating everyone.
"He's here."
The aura around Fenghao's body shook and his eyes turned scarlet red. It was as if a sea of blood was churning within them. A ruthless aura burst out from his body. It was extremely ferocious, causing him to look like a demon god that had come from hell.
"Buzz …"
His left hand drew a square diagram. In an instant, a giant palm that looked like the palm of a god was formed. It was completely dark grey, as if it was made of black steel. It rippled with an imposing aura that could shake the world. The surrounding space trembled, emitting bursts of sonic booms that rippled like the surface of a lake.
It was obvious that the ninth level of the Heavenly Punishment was about to descend.
"Brat, can you do it?"
Old Fen's somewhat weak voice rang out in Fenghao's mind. Even though there was a hint of mockery in his tone, Fenghao could sense a strong sense of concern from those words.
This cheap master was still worried about him, even when he was weak.
"Master, don't worry. I can deal with it."
For some reason, Feng Hao felt a little sour in his nose. He cursed the old man in his heart, but he spoke with determination.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble …"
Following a deafening explosion, the tribulation clouds in the sky split open into a wide hole. Endless lightning poured down like rain, covering the sky and covering the earth. The aura of destruction became extremely dense at this moment. Even the heavens and earth trembled at this moment, as layers of space overlapped.
"Ao …"
Under Fenghao's control, the huge dragon that was condensed from the Devouring Heaven Dragon Seal on his right hand swayed its body and charged towards the lightning rain. Its body was agile, as if it was a living creature. Its body, claws, and even its huge mouth were all used by it. It shattered all the lightning pillars that were descending, turning them into lightning arcs that filled the sky as they sprinkled down.
Even with the protection of the giant dragon, Feng Hao was still forced into a somewhat difficult situation. He was even struck by a few lightning bolts carelessly. His body was split open, riddled with wounds, and golden blood flowed out in a pool. It was a very miserable sight.
Even so, Fenghao did not use the Heaven Flipping Palm Imprint condensed on his left hand. Instead, he continued to condense power. A vast aura spread out. Even if some of the thunderbolts fell on it, they would be directly shattered, not causing much of an impact.
Without a doubt, Feng Hao wanted to use the Sky Overturning Handprint to resist the last bolt of the first Heavenly Punishment.
At this moment, within the tribulation clouds, it was a little quiet. There were no rumbling sounds from below. A giant lightning dragon was being formed.
It seemed to have gained intelligence. A pair of silver-white lightning arcs flickered in its eyes, filled with coldness and ruthlessness. Its body was ferocious and thick. It spread out an aura of destruction that could destroy one's mind.
"As expected, it hasn't surpassed Wu Huang's realm."
Feng Hao's eyes were locked on it. As he looked at the aura that spread out around it, he felt very relieved.
Although the aura was extremely powerful, there were no signs of it breaking through space. Therefore, it shouldn't have surpassed Wu Huang's realm.
However, the scene of the tribulation clouds was a little different from the scene in the ancestral worship grounds. This was because there was a shocking tribulation cloud above the lightning dragon that looked like it could destroy the world.
The tribulation cloud was not very big. It was at most about 20 to 30 square meters. Its existence was a little out of place with the tribulation clouds around it. In fact, its color was even darker than the tribulation clouds around it. Moreover, there were no lightning arcs moving within it. It was as if it was really a blob of ink. It existed there like a black lead ball. It looked solid, and it seemed to be filled with some kind of terrifying power.
"What is that?"
With just a glance, Feng Hao actually felt his hair stand on end and he was drenched in sweat.
He could feel that the black tribulation cloud was the real terrifying thing. The degree of threat it gave him surpassed that of the World Destroying Dragon. Perhaps, this different tribulation cloud was the real threat that he would face when he opened his Nine Acupores.
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