Chapter 33: The Wrath of Silver Lightning

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: The Wrath of Silver Lightning

The dark, rumbling clouds in the sky began to gather directly above Ye Xuan.

Within seconds, silver lightning struck his body, unleashing powerful gusts of wind in every direction.

The disciples of Huangjin Mountain Sect watched his transformation in shock.

When Ye Xuan had emerged from the cave, his cultivation base had been at Mid Foundation Establishment.

However, the moment he activated the Silver Lightning Armor Transformation, they all gasped in disbelief as his cultivation base surged dramatically, reaching Late Foundation Establishment.

"His cultivation base increased so drastically? But how is that possible?!"

The silver lightning Ye Xuan had absorbed began to condense within his body, eventually forming a silver armor crackling with powerful lightning.

A mask covered half of Ye Xuan’s face, while the silver armor enveloped his body, leaving only his broad chest partially exposed, adorned with distinctive stone-like ornaments.

His arms and legs were completely covered. Finally, the lightning stopped striking, and Ye Xuan’s transformation was complete.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. He extended his hand forward, and his lightning sword shot rapidly toward him.

"Attack him!" the man leading the group shouted.

His six subordinates flew toward Ye Xuan, unleashing their combat techniques as they approached.

The young man watched their six attacks before moving and swinging his sword horizontally.

"Blazing Flame Sword!"

A powerful slash of fire and lightning surged forward, colliding with the six combat techniques unleashed by the Early Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They were still hovering in the sky, maintaining their footing on their flying swords.

However, Ye Xuan’s increased cultivation base had also greatly enhanced the power of his attacks.

BLAST!

A massive explosion erupted, uprooting trees and setting the forest grass ablaze.

The waterfall pool and the nearby river rippled violently from the impact.

Ye Xuan suffered no backlash because his strength had overwhelmed his opponents.

Meanwhile, the six cultivators were blasted far backward.

Some fell from the sky, suffering severe burns, while the rest managed to remain airborne.

They had only coughed up blood and suffered damage to their meridians.

"This is insane! He’s completely insane!"

Those who could still fight chose to flee, flying rapidly back toward their sect. Ye Xuan watched their cowardly retreat.

He leaped forward at incredible speed, moving in flashes of silver lightning from one tree branch to another.

One of the three fleeing cultivators noticed him.

"What are you doing?!"

"We only injured your snake! Now you want to kill us?!" he shouted, launching an attack while swinging his sword.

Ye Xuan swiftly dodged the attack and appeared directly in front of the three of them. He raised his palm and thrust it forward.

"Qi Palm!"

A palm strike formed from qi shot toward the three cultivators, infused with the lightning power granted by Ye Xuan’s armor transformation.

The three immediately formed hand seals and activated their combined defensive technique, creating a giant turtle made of qi.

Ye Xuan’s palm strike collided with their turtle-shaped defense.

He increased the amount of spiritual qi channeled into the technique.

The three cultivators immediately spat out blood simultaneously, losing their concentration.

CRACK!

"Impossible!" they exclaimed upon seeing cracks spread across their turtle-shaped qi defense.

"Shatter!"

The turtle-shaped defensive barrier broke apart, and the three cultivators plummeted to the ground.

They were severely injured, their mouths filled with blood.

Ye Xuan clearly witnessed their defeat. Seven disciples of Huangjin Mountain Sect had fought against him, and he had emerged victorious.

Without the Silver Lightning Armor Transformation, Ye Xuan might not have stood a chance against them.

He landed on the ground and walked toward the defeated cultivators, reaching out to seize their bags of holding.

Every step Ye Xuan took carried immense force, accompanied by tiny sparks of fire and silver lightning.

His attention shifted to the man leading the attacking group, a Late Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Realizing that his life was in danger, the man immediately patted his bag of holding, intending to shatter a token that would summon a sect elder.

Ye Xuan moved swiftly and hurled his sword forward, severing the man’s remaining hand before he could destroy the token.

"This matter ends here, between you and me," Ye Xuan declared.

He took the token and threw it into the waterfall pool.

"You... They’ll know you killed me! They’ll hunt you down immediately!" the man snarled.

The young man remained unfazed. Instead, he grabbed the man’s throat and squeezed tightly, locking eyes with him.

Ye Xuan was certain the man could feel the burning fury in his gaze.

"You injured Qingyu!"

"You even threatened to kill her and make her your slave!"

"You deserve to die!"

BLAST!

Ye Xuan crushed the man’s throat with the lightning power in his hand, splattering blood across his clothes and body.

The man’s lifeless body collapsed to the ground. Ye Xuan remained silent for a moment before taking a deep breath to calm the anger burning in his heart.

The leader of the attacking group was dead, while his six subordinates were still barely clinging to life.

Ye Xuan had no interest in killing them, since the man had been his target from the beginning.

However, he still collected their bags of holding and stored them in his own, intending to examine their contents later.

Gradually, his silver lightning armor faded and dissolved into drifting particles of qi, leaving him bare-chested and wearing only his trousers.

[Your technique’s duration has expired.]

"Yeah... I can only—"

COUGH!

Ye Xuan suddenly dropped to his knees and spat out blood, immediately cupping his hand beneath his mouth to catch it.

Seeing his condition, Qingyu panicked and asked him anxiously.

[Are you all right, Ye Xuan?]

"This battle consumed too much of my energy. I activated the Ninefold Lightning Scripture before I could fully control the lingering turbulence in my qi."

[We need to find somewhere safe and recover.]

"Yeah," Ye Xuan replied, trying to stand and steady himself for a moment. "You also need to recover as soon as possible. I’ll give you anything you need, Qingyu."

[Thank you, Ye Xuan.]

[I think I know the safest place for us to cultivate in peace.]

Ye Xuan fell silent for a moment before glancing at Qingyu. The white serpent turned toward him, their eyes meeting. He was the man who had saved her twice now.

"The Scarlet Moon Forest?" Ye Xuan asked.

[No.]

[It’s the altar where I was imprisoned.]

[It should be a safe place for us to cultivate and train.]

The young man recalled that place, then cleared his throat and nodded in agreement.

Aside from being remote and far from any sect, the altar was located at the bottom of a deep chasm.

Now that Ye Xuan could control a flying sword, entering and leaving the place would not be difficult.

"Good choice. Let’s go!"