"You're all going to die."
The Black Demon Sect warrior said the last sentence with a ferocious face. His head tilted to one side as he died. Blood flowed out of his chest. It was dark red and smelled very fishy.
"That's the fifth one." Chen Zong frowned slightly.
It had been twenty days since he entered the Western Wasteland, and he had encountered a total of five Black Goblin Sect martial artists. The first four Black Goblin Sect martial artists were all at the fourth rank of the Training Realm. Although they were not weak, the difference between them and Chen Zong was obvious, and they were easily killed.
This fifth Black Demon Sect martial artist was at the early stage of the Fifth Cycle of the Training Realm. His physique was tyrannical, and his strength was astonishing. Chen Zong had also displayed his strength to the extreme. In the end, he had used the Impulse Technique and displayed the Extreme Flash Thunder Killing Sword. He had exploded with his inner strength, Qi, blood, and physique to pierce through the opponent's chest.
Even so, Chen Zong was not unscathed. There was a foot-long wound on his back. It was so deep that his bones could be seen. Blood was dripping down. Fortunately, his self-healing ability was strong and the bleeding had stopped. However, it was difficult to completely heal. Chen Zong twisted his arm and sprinkled as much medicinal powder on the wound as possible to speed up the healing process.
"This time, I wonder how many people will die in the hands of the Black Demon Sect warriors." Chen Zong secretly said. He found some pills and money on the bodies of the Black Demon Sect warriors.
On the twenty-third day, the wound on his back was completely healed. However, there was an obvious scar left.
After twenty-three days of continuous fighting, Chen Zong's aura became even more fierce. When he opened and closed his eyes, there was a threatening aura.
Fighting, fighting, fighting. Every battle was a battle of life and death. If he was not careful, he would die.
Chen Zong did not want to die. Therefore, he used all of his strength in every battle. The benefit of this was that he could control his strength more precisely. Every sword art was also more profound in the Tittle Realm.
Tonight, the weather was not good. Dark clouds covered the sky. It was dark and heavy, as if it was going to press down. The people and beasts in the Western Wasteland felt very oppressed. It was difficult to breathe.
Crack!
The red lightning was like a giant python. It was extremely violent and fierce as it streaked across the sky. It tore through the dark clouds and instantly lit up the world.
The night in the Western Wasteland was the most dangerous. For human warriors, their vision would be obstructed at night, but it was the world of demonic beasts. Basically, for warriors who entered the Western Wasteland, the highest mortality rate was at night.
However, on such a night, even demonic beasts would hide.
Demonic beasts had caves to hide in, but it was difficult for martial artists.
Streaks of red lightning tore through the clouds. Each streak was extremely violent and domineering. Nothing could stop them.
Boom, boom, boom, the sound was earth-shattering, as if the end of the world had arrived.
Chen Zong made a bonfire and looked up at the red thunderbolts that flashed across the sky from time to time. The aura and color directly attracted him.
Regardless of whether it was the original Flash Thunder Sword Technique, the Extreme Flash Thunder Sword Technique that he had comprehended from the Flash Thunder Sword Technique, or the Lightning Sword Technique that he was currently cultivating, they were all inseparable from lightning.
Of course, a sword technique was a sword technique, and lightning was lightning. The two could not be mentioned in the same breath. The difference in power was huge. Moreover, a sword was a sword after all. It was just a simulation, but lightning was real. It was the power of heaven and earth.
However, Chen Zong, who had comprehended the Extreme Flash Thunder Sword Technique by observing the lightning on a rainy day, had an indescribable feeling in his heart when he saw such lightning. It was a kind of throbbing.
"Lightning represents power. It represents the power of heaven and earth. It is domineering and majestic, swift and violent. Nothing can resist it. Everything will be destroyed under the power of lightning …" Chen Zong murmured to himself. He was lost in thought as he stared at the red thunderbolts in the sky.
The red thunderbolts had a demonic feeling. They seemed to be even more terrifying.
He jumped up and unsheathed his sword. Under the lightning night sky, the sword light lingered. When the sword pierced out, it was like a small lightning bolt that tore through the air.
Flash Thunder Sword Technique!
Lightning Sword Technique!
His left hand followed suit and performed the Great Thunderclap Hand.
Every single one of them had some sort of connection to thunder and lightning.
In the sky, streaks of red thunderbolts streaked across the sky and shattered the clouds. They bloomed with dazzling light and filled with a violent and destructive aura.
Under the sky, Chen Zong practiced swordsmanship without thinking. Gradually, every sword stroke seemed to follow the trajectory of the red thunderbolts in the sky. They were either straight or meandering. There was an indescribable feeling.
It was as if they were separated by a strange mirror. The reflection of Chen Zong's sword light was magnified after passing through the strange mirror. Or the reflection of the red thunderbolts in the sky was reduced after passing through the strange mirror.
However, if one looked carefully, one would find that the trajectories of the two were slightly different. The trajectory of Chen Zong's sword was flawed.
This kind of flaw could not be seen by ordinary warriors. Only warriors in the Real Martial Arts Realm could find clues.
As for Chen Zong, he did not feel it at all. Now he was completely immersed in swinging his sword. Gradually, every stroke was free from the restrictions of the Flash Thunder Sword Technique and Lightning Sword Technique. He could do it at will.
Over and over again. Suddenly, a red thunderbolt deviated from its trajectory and shot down from the sky. It tore the night sky apart. As it meandered, it was like a fierce and powerful red flood dragon. It fell less than 100 meters away from Chen Zong and hit a mound of earth that was seven or eight meters high and more than 20 meters wide.
With a boom, the earth shook. The mound of earth was torn apart. Bits of earth mixed with the terrible power of lightning shot out in all directions, covering thousands of meters. It was even more terrible than arrows.
The power contained in each bit of earth was enough to pierce through the strong body of a Lower Lv 3 Demonic Beast.
In the blink of an eye, countless bits of earth rushed toward Chen Zong like a swarm of flying locusts. They wanted to punch Chen Zong full of holes and send his flesh flying.
A strong sense of danger spread all over his body. Without any hesitation, Chen Zong's left hand turned into a claw and grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist. The sharp sword was unsheathed and shone in the night.
With two swords in hand, he immediately swung them. Each stroke seemed to be related to the Flash Thunder Sword Technique and Lightning Sword Technique. However, they seemed to have broken away from their respective shackles and formed a whole of their own.
The sword light was like lightning, bringing with it streaks of light that were like thunder. They spread all over the place and smashed the incoming bits of earth.
Under the collision, Chen Zong could clearly feel the power contained in each piece of earth. The impact was very strong, but for him, who was at the middle stage of the Fourth Transformation of the Qi Refining Realm, it was nothing. The key was the power contained in each piece of earth. Although it was very subtle, it was the real power of thunder and lightning, which had a very terrible destructive power.
The power of lightning passed through the sword and flowed into his arm. When it spread all over his body, Chen Zong's body couldn't help but tremble and feel numb. All the power in his body seemed to have been scattered and it was difficult for him to gather it.
However, Chen Zong's internal strength was very pure after all. He forcibly resisted the power and continued to swing his sword. Only in this way could he reduce the impact.
The pieces of earth were constantly smashed. Chen Zong's two swords were like splashes of water that couldn't get through. However, with the continuous impact of the power of lightning, the numbness in his body became more and more intense, as if his whole body was about to melt.
Chen Zong's strong spiritual will controlled the extremely pure internal strength in his body and kept circulating it. The Primordial Orb that he wore close to his body also seemed to be stimulated. Large amounts of aura poured into his body and mixed with it to refine his body. It constantly integrated his copper skin, steel bars, and iron bones, and condensed them into one.
Chen Zong clearly felt that this was a rare opportunity. However, the pieces of earth splashed everywhere.
The power of lightning invaded his body and wanted to cause damage, but it was resisted by the Primordial Aura and circulated. However, it couldn't dissipate. It kept circulating over and over again, making Chen Zong feel very uncomfortable. His whole body was numb and his power was scattered.
"Condense!"
With a low shout, his voice was like rolling thunder. The scattered Thunderclap Sword Force was once again condensed under the tyrannical Spiritual Will.
In Chen Zong's mind, the mystery of the Flash Thunder Sword Technique, the Thunder Light Sword Technique, and the Extreme Flash Thunder Sword Technique flashed across. In the end, the red thunderbolt that fell from the sky and smashed the mound of earth seemed to reappear and directly split Chen Zong's mind. Inspiration came to him.
With a loud shout like thunder, Chen Zong threw away the sword in his left hand and held it with both hands. After rotating the sword around his body, he also guided the power of lightning out of his body and poured it into the sword. He slashed forward. In the middle of the slash, the slashing momentum came to an end. Immediately, it turned into a straight stab. Its speed increased rapidly, like a real thunderbolt, tearing the sky.
Swish!
The air was directly cut like a piece of cloth. The speed of the sword was extremely fast. The blade of the sword was red due to the friction with the air. The temperature soared and the air was filled with a burning smell.
When the sword fell, the blade was completely red. Especially the tip of the sword, it was as if it was being roasted in a raging fire.
"Although there is no target, the power of this sword is definitely very strong. It must be twice as strong as the Thunder Light Hitting Wood in the Imperceptible Realm." Chen Zong thought to himself. He was secretly excited as he watched the light dissipating under the sword's trajectory.
The sword that came to him with inspiration and inspiration also benefited from a solid foundation and the enlightenment at the last moment.
"This sword will be the killing move of the Thunder Light Sword Technique. It will be called the Thunder Light Splitting Mountain."
The Thunder Light Sword Technique was a sword technique of the highest grade of the Earth Realm. However, it lacked the final killing move, so it was incomplete. Especially the final killing move, which was very important and took up half of the whole sword technique.
If he couldn't get it, he would make up for it himself. A feeling of harmony arose spontaneously. In an instant, Chen Zong's understanding of the Thunder Light Sword Technique deepened.
"I wonder if the Thunder Light Splitting Mountain is stronger or weaker than the original killing move of the Thunder Light Sword Technique?" Chen Zong thought to himself.
However, according to the Severing Wind Sword Technique and the Heaven Light Sword Technique that he had practiced before, it should be about the same.
That sword also forced out the raging lightning power in his body. His body returned to normal. The Primordial Qi that emerged from the Primordial Orb also returned to its original level. However, Chen Zong could feel that the progress of the fourth level of the Body Forging Technique had improved. He was getting closer and closer to mastering it.
"The Thunder Light Splitting Mountain is just a beginning. I still need to practice more to become proficient and further perfect it."
Under the night of lightning, Chen Zong attacked again.
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