Chapter 376: 376: Condensing Thunder into a Dragon_1
Chapter 376: Chapter 376: Condensing Thunder into a Dragon_1
The protectors of the Qingyun Sect stood in shock and despair, stripped of even the faintest thought of resistance or escape.
“Boom…”
The thunder roared and lightning flashed, the phenomenon startling.
For a moment, the flowers, plants, and trees within the manor suffered immense brutality, as if ravaged by a herd of wild boars and Wild Bulls; nearby windows clattered violently, shattering into countless pieces.
Within dozens of meters around Yano Luo, destruction reigned.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Everyone looked on in horror, trembling with fear and feeling insignificant under the might of the thunder and lightning.
Chang Muxin, struck by the residual force of the lightning, immediately had his clothes torn, skin charred black, emitting threads of a burning stench, collapsing to the ground, robbed of the ability to move.
It was evident how immense and astonishing the power contained within the white lightning was.
Xu Fan stared woodenly as the whip-like lightning from the sky struck down at him as if he was petrified, forgetting to dodge, and allowing the lightning to bombard his head.
“Boom!”
A loud noise erupted.
With Xu Fan at the center, the dazzling and blinding white light illuminated the surroundings, countless tiny arcs of electricity crazily flickering, sizzling, forcing everyone to shield their eyes from the bright light.
It took quite a while, until the intense light diminished and their irises gradually adapted, before they could open their eyes.
But what they saw was Xu Fan, completely enveloped by the lightning, forming a “Thunder Cocoon”; even the ground beneath his feet was scorched and smoking.
Sun Jin’an stared intently at the spot, the ground itself destroyed under the might of the lightning. As for Xu Fan, at the center of the lightning strike, he dared not imagine the consequence.
“Xu Fan, young friend, ah… it’s me who has caused you harm,” lamented Sun Jin’an, deeply regretting calling upon Xu Fan.
“Master Xu Fan,” Sun Lihua felt a heavy blow as if struck, anger reigniting within his chest, wishing he could slice Yano Luo open and scatter his ashes.
Suddenly, a scoffing laugh emanated from within the “Thunder Cocoon.”
“Heh heh, such crap Ancient Divine Art! Just this little power, what a waste of my expression.”
“What?!”
Yano Luo’s pupils suddenly constricted, his expression frozen in disbelief as he stared at the “Thunder Cocoon.”
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Sun Jin’an and the others felt their hearts leap, overcome with joy and indescribable excitement.
Then, under the watchful eyes of all, Xu Fan walked out from the surrounding lightning with an indifferent expression.
Remarkably, his body was completely unharmed, not even the hem of his clothing was damaged; his hair remained perfectly in place.
“This… no… this is impossible!”
Yano Luo, like a maddened beast, stared fixedly at his target, his inner shock beyond words. His voice trembled, and he stuttered, “Are… are you even human?”
Xu Fan glanced at him disdainfully and scoffed, “Of course I’m human. And you, you’ll be dead very soon.”
“Are you ready? I’m about to make my move.”
Upon hearing this, Yano Luo felt a surge of panic, his body tensing up, bracing himself with utmost vigilance.
Then, his eyes filled with fear, horror, and despair.
Xu Fan lightly lifted his hand, and from behind him, thunder sprang from the ground, numerous awe-inspiring bolts of lightning illuminating the night sky with a brilliant, imposing glow.
“Boom…”
Countless streaks of lightning intertwined fiercely behind him, erupting in a thunderous roar. Amid the thunderclaps and flashing lightning, they rapidly congealed into a colossal dragon-shaped current.
This “Thunder Dragon” seemed to hail from ancient times, its massive form carrying an astonishing primeval might. Its eyes, big as bowls, were filled with an air of majesty and punishment as they looked down upon Yano Luo.
“Gurgle!”
Yano Luo swallowed instinctively, frozen in place like a wooden chicken, his eyes wide with horror and despair, slowly deepening into an ashen hue of death.
The huge and ferocious “Thunder Dragon” slowly shifted, flying towards Yano Luo with an utterly oppressive aura.
In the blankness of Yano Luo’s mind, memories from his deepest childhood surfaced abruptly, of the time he had been preyed upon by a large tiger in the valley, forced to huddle under a tree for a whole day and night.
His face turned pale, no longer displaying the smugness and brutality of before, his courage completely drained, looking like a man resigned to his fate.
He had thought that his Thunder Mastery Technique was the most formidable martial art in the world, capable of shocking all.
But compared with Xu Fan’s conjured “Thunder Dragon,” it was like comparing a sandpit to the deep sea.
After all, Yano Luo’s electric whip merely compressed and gathered the lightning into a chunk, not even twisted into a proper whip.
Xu Fan’s Thunder Dragon, on the other hand, was lifelike, complete in spirit and form, where a pull of a single hair would move the entire body, brimming with the characteristics of life, and not something mechanical and rigid.
There was naturally no comparison between the two.
“What…what kind of divine art is this?” stammered Yano Luo.
Xu Fan, so young and already at the Grandmaster Realm, was exceptionally talented, but now he could even release lightning and condense it into a Thunder Dragon; it was monstrous.
And the others, for a moment, revered Xu Fan as a Thunder God, domineeringly overlooking Qiankun, as mighty and supreme as a deity descended from heaven, controlling the world.
“Roar!”
The barrel-thick lightning slowly circled in the open field, emitting a boundless and terrifying presence that constantly intimidated Yano Luo.
Xu Fan coldly glanced at Yano Luo, readying to dismiss him with a wave of his hand.
But Yano Luo, quick-witted in his terror, knelt down abruptly, crying out for mercy, “I did not know that you, sir, descended as a Thunder God; I deserve death a thousand times over. Please, Thunder God, your magnanimity knows no bounds, spare my life.”
Seeing Yano Luo’s utterly spineless plea for mercy did not surprise anyone.
After witnessing the might of the Thunder Dragon, anyone would lose all courage, stripped by fear and despair, with not a single thought left, driven solely by the instinct to survive.
Xu Fan shook his head lightly, his tone cold, “You didn’t seize the opportunity and even tried to kill me. It’s all too late now. Stop your foolish thoughts; accept your death.”
Having said that, Xu Fan chanted silently while forming a hand sign, directing the massive Thunder Dragon towards Yano Luo.
The latter’s spirit trembled, but he still attempted one last resistance. He mobilized all the remaining True Qi in his body, frantically channeling it into his arms…crossing them, he attempted to block the incoming Thunder Dragon.
“Boom!”
An earth-shattering explosion burst from within the estate.
The Thunder Dragon collided with Yano Luo, its immense power in an instant detonation, with flares of electric light and booming thunder illuminating the sky, dazzling and blinding.
Yano Luo’s desperate defense did nothing against the full blast of the electric might, as insignificant as fireflies compared to the sun and moon.
Having pierced through the defense, the Thunder Dragon opened its huge maw and swallowed Yano Luo whole.
“Aah!”
Yano Luo emitted a pitifully agonized scream just before his death, which was abruptly cut short.
Then, the Thunder Dragon landed on the ground, its impact sending a gust that blew away the bystanders all around.