txolops Chapter 69 The Questioning of Core Formation Cultivator Lei Wanhe!
Chapter 69 The Questioning of Core Formation Cultivator Lei Wanhe!
run!
This thought appeared in the minds of the remaining six Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Thousand Bamboo Sect almost simultaneously.
The sight of their leader, Huanglong, being instantly killed was too horrifying. The opponent used a talisman to break through the enemy's defenses and kill him with a single blow, and his methods were also unpredictable, making his strength far exceed expectations.
More importantly, this place is within the territory of the Yellow Maple Valley sect. Such intense fighting will inevitably attract more and more powerful Yellow Maple Valley cultivators if it goes on for a while, at which point they will have no way to escape!
"This is a tough one! Retreat!" shouted one of the fastest-reacting Foundation Establishment cultivators.
The others snapped out of their daze and, forgetting their shock, hurriedly formed hand seals.
They wanted to retrieve the puppets scattered in the air and on the ground that were still attacking the great formation. Suddenly, flashes of spiritual light appeared in mid-air, and many puppets began to fly towards their storage bags.
However, at this moment of frantic regrouping—
From the far horizon, a roar like a thunderclap suddenly resounded, its rolling sound waves carrying an overwhelming and unstoppable pressure, arriving in an instant:
"Where did these brats come from! How dare they act so recklessly in the Taiyue Mountains and even attack the cave dwellings of our sect's disciples! If you're tired of living, I'll send you on your way!"
The sound contained the immense power and thunderous might of a Core Formation cultivator, even with the double weakening and obstruction of the "Mysterious Armor Formation" and the "Star Shadow Formation".
Lin Chuan, who was in the middle of the formation, was still shaken so badly that his blood and qi surged, his ears were ringing, and he saw stars before his eyes.
The six Thousand Bamboo Sect cultivators outside the formation were the first to be hit.
The moment the sound waves hit their bodies, they felt as if a giant bell was pounding in their heads, their chests felt tight and they felt nauseous, the bamboo rafts and magical artifacts under their feet shook violently, and the spiritual light on their bodies flickered erratically. They swayed a few times and almost fell directly from mid-air!
"It's...it's a Core Formation stage cultivator! Retreat! Quick!"
One of them was deathly pale, his voice trembled, and his fear instantly reached its peak.
The sheer power of the voice alone suggests that the newcomer is far beyond their ability to contend with!
Escaping is the priority! There's no time to worry about collecting the puppets.
The six of them could no longer care about anything else, and even abandoned the uniform green bamboo rafts under their feet. They activated their magical artifacts and fled in different directions like frightened birds, wishing they had two more legs.
But it was too late.
Just as they flew away from the bamboo raft and scattered to escape within a few dozen feet, a sudden storm arose on the horizon not far away, with dark clouds gathering and blinding white light tearing through the sky!
Immediately afterwards, a massive beam of light, over ten zhang long, as thick as a giant python, and wrapped with dazzling silver-white arcs of electricity, shot out from the thunderclouds at a terrifying speed beyond visual perception, traversing several miles in the blink of an eye and brazenly intruding into this airspace!
The silver lightning bolt completely ignored the few Thousand Bamboo Sect cultivators who were fleeing for their lives. It trembled slightly in the air and instantly split into six thinner silver lightning snakes, which were equally crackling with electricity and had an astonishing power!
The six electric snakes seemed to possess sentience, accurately locking onto each fleeing figure. With a "sizzle," they arrived faster than the fleeing ones, instantly catching up to them and forming a lightning cage that firmly trapped them in a small space!
"Senior, spare our lives! We are..."
One of them was terrified. He frantically summoned defensive magical artifacts while shouting and trying to plead for mercy.
However, the silver-white electric snake did not pause at all, nor did it listen to any explanation.
Suddenly, six electric snakes simultaneously coiled inward!
"Boom! Crack—!!"
Several deep yet awe-inspiring claps of thunder exploded simultaneously! A blinding burst of silvery-white lightning erupted, completely engulfing that area of air!
The lightning flashed quickly and disappeared just as fast. When the blinding light faded, only a few wisps of black smoke remained, drifting away in the wind.
The six Foundation Establishment cultivators, along with the defensive magic artifacts they hastily activated, vanished without a trace, turning completely to ashes without leaving even a speck of dust.
At this moment, the six electric snakes regrouped and merged into the original massive silver lightning bolt. The lightning slowly receded, revealing one of the figures that was slightly bloated but exuded a suffocating pressure.
The man was eight feet tall, but his waist was probably close to eight feet as well, making him look like a giant human "meat barrel".
His face was quite kind, but his small eyes shone brightly as he examined the light barrier of the cave below with great interest.
What is most striking is the tiny silver-white arcs of electricity that appear around his body, as well as the undisguised, powerful spiritual pressure that belongs to a Core Formation stage cultivator.
"A lightning-attribute spiritual root! A Core Formation cultivator!" Lin Chuan was shocked, feeling both fortunate to have survived the ordeal and filled with longing and admiration for the terrifying power that could summon thunder and lightning with a mere gesture and easily annihilate six Foundation Establishment cultivators.
"This is the Core Formation stage... turning one's hand to create clouds, turning it back to create rain!"
The next moment, Lin Chuan dared not be negligent in the slightest. He quickly made a hand seal to temporarily close the "Mysterious Armor Formation" and "Star Shadow Formation" around the cave, revealing the entrance to the cave.
He straightened his robes, strode out, and bowed deeply to the large, fat figure in the air, his tone utterly respectful:
"Disciple Lin Chuan greets Senior Uncle! Thank you for your help! Senior Uncle, may I ask your name so that I may remember your kindness and repay even the smallest amount?"
In fact, combining his signature thunderous methods, large physique, and information from the original work, Lin Chuan had already guessed the newcomer's identity—Lei Wanhe, the only Core Formation cultivator in Huangfeng Valley with a thunder-attribute unique spiritual root!
In the air, Lei Wanhe saw Lin Chuan's respectful manners and noticed that he was already at the peak of the early Foundation Establishment stage at such a young age. His eyes lit up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. His voice was loud and clear as a bell: "Hahaha, no need for formalities! I am Lei Wanhe. You can just call me Senior Uncle Lei."
He changed the subject, glancing with his small eyes at Huanglong's corpse on the ground and the lingering smell of burning in the distance, and asked:
"Why would these scum from the Thousand Bamboo Sect attack your cave for no reason? Did you provoke them outside?"
Lin Chuan quickly explained, "Reporting to Senior Uncle Lei, I have been in seclusion in my cave. Around noon today, I suddenly sensed the great formation was under attack. Upon coming out to investigate, I saw these people acting aggressively, demanding that I hand over someone surnamed 'Lin.' Confused, they launched a full-scale attack. As for inside the formation…"
He turned to the side to indicate, "There is indeed a corpse. Judging from the clothing, it seems to be one of my senior brothers from Huangfeng Valley, but he has been poisoned and died for some time."
Lei Wanhe's expression remained quite calm until he heard the words "senior brother surnamed Lin" and "died from poisoning." At that moment, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and a look of realization and helplessness appeared on his face.
"Oh? That kid surnamed Lin? He died of poisoning?" Lei Wanhe's figure flickered, appearing at the entrance of the cave as if by teleportation, and walked in. Lin Chuan quickly followed.
Lei Wanhe immediately spotted the dark, gruesome corpse of "Senior Brother Lin" on the ground. With a flick of his large, fan-like hand, the corpse floated up and landed in his grasp.
Without hesitation, he used his divine sense and magical power to carefully examine the wound, focusing on its toxicity and fatal injuries.