"Rumble …"
Thunder rumbled across the sky. The surrounding region was covered in darkness. Violent winds howled and thunder and rain intersected. Bolts of lightning flashed across the sky, causing all living things to tremble.
However, amidst the roars of thunder and flashes of lightning within the pitch-black clouds, a human figure could be vaguely seen flashing within, bobbing up and down.
However, the strange thing was that if one closed one's eyes, the figure would not exist at all. It was as if there was only a ball of lightning there.
Crackle …
Around the figure, silver arcs of lightning flickered like silver snakes. When they came into contact with the dark clouds outside, they seemed to be dancing and playing like fairies. They seemed to have merged into one.
It had been four and a half days since Feng Hao had entered meditation.
At this moment, Feng Hao's mind was completely clear. There were no distracting thoughts. In fact, there were no thoughts. At this moment, he had already turned into lightning.
This was a very strange feeling. It was also a feeling that Feng Hao had never experienced before. His soul was undergoing a special kind of sublimation …
"Rumble …"
His mind was filled with the sound of thunder. It was almost exactly the same as the outside world. It was as if this space was also experiencing a thunderstorm. It was very strange.
Most importantly, his Dao Core had undergone a slight change due to the sound he had been emitting.
After the nine orifices were opened, the Dao Core that was originally as clear as a full moon had turned into a dazzling sun. Within the Dao Core was a very small space. It was empty and very bright. The surrounding Dao walls were engraved with many veined patterns. They seemed to be formed naturally. These veined patterns were very strange. It looked as if one was looking at a world. There were mountains, water, wind, rain …
It seemed that these veined patterns represented a world, a complete world. However, these veined patterns were not very clear. It was as if … they had just been engraved.
At this moment, due to the thunderous sound, there was an extremely strange mark that was being formed in this small space. The thunderous sound seemed to be … coming from this mark as it shook.
Following the formation of this seal, the Illusionary Martial Vortex vaguely emitted a ruthless and destructive aura. Vaguely, it was somewhat irritable, as if lightning was rumbling within it. It was exceptionally oppressive.
Because of this series of changes, Feng Hao, who was in the dark clouds, had directly merged with it. If one closed their eyes, he would no longer be there. What was left was a ball of dancing lightning.
As time passed, the mark became more and more solid. From within Fenghao's body, a thunder-like aura spread out, shaking the nine heavens and reverberating between the heavens and earth. It was as if a real god of lightning had descended. The aura was vast and boundless. The surrounding dark clouds surged and the lightning became even more intense, shocking the birds and beasts within a radius of ten miles to the point of prostrating themselves, as if they were expressing their allegiance to some kind of frightening creature.
Time flowed. In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed …
"Sizzle, sizzle …"
Suddenly, Feng Hao, who was in the layers of dark clouds, opened his eyes. Two solid lightning pillars shot out from his eyes, piercing through the layers of dark clouds in front of him. They tore everything apart and struck an ancient tree a few thousand meters away. The tree was instantly destroyed and wood splinters flew in all directions. Furthermore, two bottomless pits were left on the ground not far away.
"I am lightning, and lightning is me. I am destruction …"
Feng Hao acted as if he didn't sense any of this. Lightning flickered in his eyes as he spat out a thunderous voice. It exploded in all directions and spread over a thousand miles. It was as if a deity was preaching. It was like the voice of a deity, shocking people's hearts. The surrounding dark clouds were swept away by him, leaving only the flickering lightning arcs that wrapped around him. He truly looked like a god of lightning.
"Rumble …"
With a slight wave of his hand, the surrounding space rumbled like thunder. It was as if space could no longer bear his existence and was on the verge of collapsing.
"Congratulations, you have successfully advanced to the Saint-level."
Elder Fen's voice resounded directly in his mind, bringing him back to his senses.
"Saint-level."
Fenghao was startled. He didn't feel the slightest bit of joy in his heart. It was as if everything that had happened was a matter of course.
When the conditions were right, success would follow.
The realm that ordinary people couldn't imagine, the realm that he couldn't reach in his lifetime, had been easily broken through.
"Boy, the Saint-level is just the beginning. You still have a long way to go …"
Perhaps to warn Feng Hao not to be complacent, Elder Fen's cautious words came out.
"Master, I know."
Fenghao nodded his head. His state of mind was very calm and did not fluctuate much.
Thinking about it, Wan Xin and Yan Qing had already broken through to the Saint-level. Presumably, Joan Of Arc had also broken through, and he should be the last person to break through. What was there to be proud of?
His journey had been more difficult than anyone else's. He had to improve step by step, which was different from the other kinds of Variant Physiques, Divine Physiques, and Saint Physiques.
Those with Variant Physiques, Divine Physiques, and Saint Physiques all had advantages that ordinary people couldn't imagine. It was like this from birth. They were born to be favored by the heavens, and they were born to be above all others.
However, Feng Hao's Phantom Martial Physique was completely different from these physiques. In the past, his talent could be said to be mediocre. If compared to those favored by the heavens, it would be like the difference between heaven and earth.
However, just like that, step by step, he slowly rose to where he was today. In fact, he had even surpassed these prideful geniuses.
This was his physique, the Phantom Martial Physique of the three great God Masters of the human race.
Although it was a tough path for him, he had obtained a lot of benefits at the same time. His foundation was much more stable than those prideful geniuses. That was because he had tried to increase his strength at every step. He didn't gain absolute strength right away. This caused his heart to become extremely tenacious as well.
"Okay."
Seeing him like this, Elder Fen finally responded with satisfaction. "You can familiarize yourself with the Saint-level and see what's different about it."
"Okay."
Fenghao was eager to give it a try after hearing Elder Fen's words. Following Elder Fen's guidance, he immersed his thoughts into the Dao core in his mind.
"Rumble …"
With a thought, the seal in the Dao Core Space began to sway and emitted a thunderous explosion.
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