Chapter 191: Thunder Sound Universal Transformation
The Scripture Bestowal Platform faced Goddess Peak across the river.
According to legend, it was here that Yu the Great, bowing before the goddess on Goddess Peak, received the divine scriptures that taught him how to control the floods.
The swirling thunderclouds seemed to be concentrated above the platform, spreading outwards.
Suddenly, a light flickered on Flying Phoenix Peak.
Shi Hao said, his voice low, “We’ve been discovered.”
Wu Shun, Ding San, and Zhao Li looked around, puzzled.
Sha Lingshan said, “It’s someone on Flying Phoenix Peak. They’re probably using some kind of magical device.”
Shi Hao said, “Let’s go!”
They fled, moving away from the river. A rush of wind, and figures emerged from the surrounding forest, surrounding them.
A figure landed before them, blocking their path. He wore a purple robe and a matching crown, his hair and beard white.
The other purple-clad warriors they had encountered wore simple tunics and no headwear.
This man’s attire clearly indicated a higher status.
His eyes, sharp and piercing, scanned them, “No matter who you are, you’re not leaving this place.”
Sha Lingshan, waving her fan, smiled, “We’ll see about that.” Her figure flickered.
With a thud, the man in purple was thrown backwards, a look of surprise on his face. He hadn’t expected this seemingly young woman to be so powerful.
Sha Lingshan, pressing her advantage, unleashed a wave of flames with her fan, her left hand striking out with a finger, a streak of light aiming for his heart.
The man in purple, however, although retreating, maintained his composure. He raised his hands, and with a thunderous clap, a burst of energy erupted from his palms.
This “Palm Thunder” technique blocked Sha Lingshan’s attack.
At the same time, the other martial artists, clearly the elite among the purple-clad warriors, all wielding sabers, attacked.
Their saber strikes were swift and precise, like flashes of lightning, each one a potential fatal blow.
Even Sha Lingshan had never seen such speed and precision.
More and more attackers surrounded them.
“Follow me!” Shi Hao shouted, his sword flashing, cutting a path through the encirclement.
His sword strike, like the rising sun piercing through the darkness, was powerful and unstoppable.
The attackers, their confidence momentarily shaken, were forced to retreat.
Wu Shun, Ding San, and Zhao Li, knowing the situation was dire, followed closely behind, unleashing their own attacks.
Plum Blossom Lady and Peach Blossom Lady, wielding soft swords, their blades intertwined, formed a protective barrier, deflecting the attacks from behind.
Sha Lingshan, her movements a blur, left a trail of fallen bodies in her wake.
The man in purple leaped into the air, unleashing another Palm Thunder attack.
Seven or eight more martial artists, some jumping from the trees, others rolling on the ground, attacked in a coordinated assault.
Sha Lingshan, however, with a light laugh, danced through their attacks, her movements graceful and effortless.
Wu Shun, Ding San, and Zhao Li, following Shi Hao, although facing attacks from the sides, weren’t under much pressure.
Although only one man was before them, it felt like they were following a powerful war chariot, his presence reassuring.
Although numerous enemies blocked their path, the young man before them, like a raging torrent breaking through a dam, effortlessly pushed them back, his power overwhelming.
Before this unstoppable force, walls and buildings were as fragile as twigs.
Ding San looked back. The two women behind them, their swords swirling, wove a tapestry of starlight.
And further back, Sha Lingshan’s figure flickered, a blur of motion, bodies flying as she moved, the sounds of impacts echoing.
The man in purple, enraged, leaped and roared, his attacks relentless, yet he was constantly being pushed back by the woman with the fan, unable to stop their escape.
A sudden explosion echoed from the Scripture Bestowal Platform, a wave of energy erupting, spreading outwards.
The man in purple quickly turned and saw a chaotic aura rising from the platform, swirling and twisting, transforming the thunderclouds above.
He frowned, thinking, It’s too early. Why are they starting the Thunder Sound Universal Transformation now?
Wu Shun, Ding San, and Zhao Li looked up and saw the thunderclouds churning, lightning bolts striking down, crisscrossing the sky.
The earth trembled beneath their feet, the sight terrifying, as if the world itself was ending.
The thunderclouds, previously confined to the sky, their lightning hidden within, now unleashed their full fury, bolts of lightning striking the mountains, the ground exploding, debris flying.
The world was a blinding white.
Another explosion, like the shattering of the universe, and the Scripture Bestowal Platform split apart, the ground around it cracking.
Thunder roared above, and the earth groaned below.
Two screams, and a chasm opened beneath Plum Blossom Lady and Peach Blossom Lady, who fell into the darkness.
“Go!” Shi Hao’s voice rang out.
Before Wu Shun, Ding San, and Zhao Li could react, he had leaped into the chasm.
“Young Master!” Another figure followed him, Sha Lingshan.
The three men, their faces pale with fear, stared into the chasm, a seemingly bottomless abyss.
Around them, the purple-clad warriors, also startled by the lightning and the collapsing earth, stopped attacking, their attention focused on the chasm.
The man in purple, however, rushed towards the Scripture Bestowal Platform.
Shi Hao fell through the darkness, his head pointing downwards, his eyes, however, fixed on the figures above.
He suddenly twisted his body, a gust of wind erupting, slowing his descent, and he landed softly on the ground, along with Plum Blossom Lady and Peach Blossom Lady.
“Young Master,” Little Emerald materialized beside him.
She had been following them, her presence concealed.
Sha Lingshan also landed gracefully, relieved to see they were unharmed.
“Young Master,” Plum Blossom Lady and Peach Blossom Lady said, their voices filled with concern.
He shouldn’t have followed them.
In the demonic sects, the lineage of the sect leader was paramount. He was the chosen one, their status far exceeding theirs. He shouldn’t have risked his life for them.
Shi Hao, understanding their concern, simply smiled, “It’s alright. I was planning to come down here anyway.”
Sha Lingshan, waving her fan, looked around, “Where are we? I didn’t know there was a place like this beneath Wu Gorge.”
They were in a large cavern.
Lightning bolts, like snakes and dragons, snaked across the walls, illuminating the space with an eerie, flickering light.
Hearing footsteps approaching, they quickly hid. They saw the purple-clad warriors running frantically, their faces filled with fear.
“What happened? Why is this happening?” someone asked.
“Silence!” a voice boomed, silencing them.
Shi Hao, Sha Lingshan, Plum Blossom Lady, Peach Blossom Lady, and Little Emerald knew this was a powerful expert.
If they were discovered here, in the heart of the enemy’s territory, with no escape route, they would be killed.
They held their breath, hiding among the debris of the collapsed buildings, the tremors having caused considerable damage.
“Lord Huo Lei!” the purple-clad warriors said in unison.
The booming voice said, “Listen carefully. General Shui Lei has betrayed us, colluding with the demonic sects, disrupting the formation, triggering the premature activation of the Thunder Sound Universal Transformation Array. But the situation is still under the control of the Divine Venerable and the Four Divine Kings.
“Don’t panic. Remain vigilant, and watch out for intruders. The Divine Venerable and the Four Divine Kings will handle the rest.”
“Yes, Lord Huo Lei!” the warriors replied.
The voice continued, “The enemy who colluded with General Shui Lei uses poisonous techniques. He’s cunning and dangerous. Use ranged weapons. Don’t engage him in close combat. If you find General Shui Lei and her accomplices, restrain them and report to the Divine Kings immediately.”
“Yes, Lord Huo Lei!”
The warriors dispersed, and “Lord Huo Lei” also left.
Hidden in the shadows, Shi Hao whispered, “Poisonous techniques… a demonic cultivator. It seems the Poisonous Sunflower Sect has infiltrated them. No wonder the Purple Robe Venerable tried to stop us. He was afraid we would interfere with their plan.”
Sha Lingshan pondered, “But what is this Thunder Sound Universal Transformation Array? And who are this Divine Venerable and the Four Divine Kings?”
Shi Hao looked up, “Whatever it is, it’s clearly something big.”
At the same time, Wu Shun, Ding San, and Zhao Li were running through the mountains.
Although they knew their four saviors had fallen into the chasm, and they shouldn’t have abandoned them, they also knew they were too weak to help.
They didn’t even have the courage to approach the chasm.
Lightning bolts crackled around them, flashing through the sky.
One struck Zhao Li.
Wu Shun and Ding San turned around and saw Zhao Li’s body glowing, illuminated by the lightning.
The electricity, like a spiderweb, spread outwards from him, into the earth.
“Go!” Zhao Li cried out, stumbling forward, then collapsing, his body smoking, his skin charred black.
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