Chapter 59 Thunder Dragon
This fierce battle with the thunder beasts was a rare opportunity. He seized this chance to unleash the Zhou Tian Sword Technique, aiming to identify its shortcomings and refine it so that it could be passed down as a sect-protecting technique.
"Roar!"
Feng Zichen slaughtered his way through the thunder beast horde, none of them able to withstand a single blow! The fifth layer of Thunder Swamp trembled violently, boundless lightning converging, and a divine dragon emerged, radiating a terrifying pressure.
After appearing, the dragon suddenly unleashed its power. With each step, its massive body was lifted by its claws, resembling an endless mountain range. Every movement was accompanied by rolling thunder, and with a single claw raised, it slammed down on Feng Zichen like a tidal wave!
The divine dragon was entirely composed of lightning, its claws covered in dense lightning runes. Furthermore, the power of the five elements flowed ceaselessly, transforming into the ever-flowing Five Elements Divine Thunder. With a single claw strike, the scene was magnificent, and even the void trembled.
"Well done!"
Feng Zichen roared, and the surrounding sword light instantly converged again, transforming into a dazzling sword beam that slashed at the dragon's claw.
With a thunderous boom, the sword light collided with the Five Elements Divine Thunder, shattering and dissipating into nothingness. Affected by this, the dragon's claw paused slightly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Zichen transformed into a sword beam and swiftly flew out from beneath the dragon's claw.
Then, Feng Zichen fully activated the Zichen Sword, transforming it into sword light and continuously traversing along the dragon's body, wielding the Zichen Sword in succession.
Clang clang clang clang...
Sword lights flashed incessantly, from the One to the Ten Directions, from the Ten Directions to all things, continuously slashing at the dragon's body, instantly cleaving the dragon from head to tail.
The sword light was incomparably dazzling, landing on the dragon's body, obliterating the Dao patterns, shattering the dragon's scales, and continuously destroying the dragon's body.
However, this dragon was connected to the Fifth Layer of Thunder Swamp, and as soon as its body was damaged, boundless lightning immediately gathered to replenish the dragon's body.
"Is this cheating?" Feng Zichen took a deep breath, dodging the dragon's sweeping tail. Immediately afterward, the dragon turned its head, opening its maw to unleash boundless lightning that engulfed him!
Amidst the lightning, Feng Zichen groaned, his body charred and burned. Then, the thick, heavy dragon tail swept him away!
"Very good, this is the worst I've ever been!"
Barely managing to stop his fall, Feng Zichen stood with his sword, his acupoints lighting up one by one, divine phantoms appearing and surrounding him. Feng Zichen's aura surged, raising the Zichen Sword high and unleashing the Zhou Tian Sword Technique with all his might.
Divine light flowed endlessly across the sword; countless starlight fell from the void. The divine light and starlight met, transforming into dazzling sword beams, surging and radiating immense pressure, even distorting the surrounding void.
"Hah!" With a deep shout, Feng Zichen slashed at the charging dragon.
In an instant, a dazzling sword light erupted, and countless sword beams grew against the wind, transforming into colossal beams spanning tens of thousands of miles, surrounding the divine dragon at its center and churning it wildly.
"Roar!"
The divine dragon roared, and boundless lightning rolled in, merging into its body and continuously repairing its body damaged by the sword light.
Simultaneously, two bolts of lightning shot from the dragon's eyes, shattering Feng Zichen's body with a soft "poof," sending flesh and blood flying.
Within the Heavenly Dao Space, Feng Zichen's true spirit stirred, and the scattered flesh and blood suddenly paused, transforming into primordial energy that re-formed Feng Zichen's body in the distance.
Regaining his footing, Feng Zichen was filled with shame and rage, and he drew his sword in a gesture. The distant sword lights suddenly trembled, forming pairs.
Yin and Yang, the Three Powers, the Four Symbols… various sword formations appeared simultaneously, completely sealing off the space where the divine dragon resided, severing its connection with the fifth layer of Thunder Swamp.
Then, the sword formations unleashed boundless sword energy, slashing towards the divine dragon. In an instant, the entire universe was filled with sword energy, quickly engulfing the divine dragon.
Within the sword formation, the divine dragon first swung its claws, twisting its body, crushing a swath of sword energy. Next, the divine dragon opened its mouth and exhaled.
, transforming into a thunderous gale, forcing the sword energy back. Then, the divine dragon roared, the roar shattering the countless sword energies, causing the sword formation to shake violently.
This roar was not a dragon's cry, but the sound of thunder, a melody born from the Great Dao of Thunder, utterly destructive. If not for the blessing of the celestial bodies, the sword formation would likely have shattered with a single roar.
Even so, the space sealed by the sword formation trembled, shattering instantly upon impact with the boundless lightning, allowing the divine dragon to reconnect with the fifth layer of Thunder Swamp.
"Condense!"
Feng Zichen wielded his sword, inscribing seals in the order of One, Two, Three Powers... rearranging the sword formation so that it formed a continuous, cyclical mass, suppressing the void and annihilating all things.
The divine dragon, which had just connected with the Thunder Swamp, hadn't even had time to feel excited before being suppressed again by the sword formation. Before it could react, the sword formation immediately unleashed ten magnificent sword lights, slicing the divine dragon into eleven pieces.
Without the replenishment of the fifth layer of Thunder Swamp, the divine dragon could no longer regenerate its body. With a mournful cry, the divine dragon shattered, dissipating into lightning, leaving only a wisp of Yin-Yang Creation Qi that flew into Feng Zichen's body.
Profound Dao light emanated from Feng Zichen's body, and blurry runes appeared on his bones, radiating the aura of the Great Dao.
These were Great Dao runes. Once these runes were fully clear and covered Feng Zichen's entire body, he would completely transform into the Pangu Dao Body, far stronger than any ordinary innate divine or demonic body.
After recovering his magical power, Feng Zichen continued deeper into the realm. Not long after, he encountered a second divine dragon. This dragon was stronger and more realistic than the first.
Although stronger, the Zhou Tian Sword Technique had been tempered in the previous battle; its power was further enhanced. After a bloody battle, Feng Zichen slayed the dragon, gaining another wisp of Yin-Yang Creation Qi.
Next, on his way to the sixth level of the Thunder Swamp, Feng Zichen encountered a third, a fourth…
Through battle after battle, the power of the Zhou Tian Sword Technique continuously increased; the flowing sword light seemed to tear through the void, terrifying beyond measure.
Even the Zichen Sword, baptized by the thunder, received immense benefits. Its innate spiritual light shone even brighter, with faint traces of innate Daoist principles emerging. The Daoist runes on Feng Zichen's body became clearer, and his Daoist aura became even more intense.
Decades later, Feng Zichen finally arrived at the end of the fifth level of the Thunder Swamp.
"The ninth divine dragon?" Seeing the dragon lying before the sixth layer of Thunder Swamp, Feng Zichen knew in his heart that this was the last divine dragon.
Without any hesitation, Feng Zichen charged forward with his Zichen Sword, engaging the dragon in battle.
This divine dragon guarding the sixth layer of Thunder Swamp was incredibly real, almost as if it were a living being. Its power had reached the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal realm, and every movement was accompanied by boundless lightning.
Several days later, Feng Zichen, leaning on his Zichen Sword, panted heavily, supporting his body. A rib protruded from under his armpit, broken bone fragments exposed, and crimson blood flowed continuously.
Before him, the ninth divine dragon lay on the ground, covered in wounds, slowly disintegrating. Moments later, a large mass of Yin-Yang Creation Qi surged into Feng Zichen's body.
(End of Chapter)