"Good heavens! Who could withstand this?"
A powerful surge of life force erupted, and Bai Cang quickly regained consciousness. "If we were to directly storm the Thunder Prison Sea, even a Nascent Soul Dao Lord might not be able to withstand it, right?"
Even without anything else, if a dozen or so purple lightning bolts like these were to strike at the same time, even a Nascent Soul Dao Lord would be in serious trouble.
However, Bai Cang did not retreat. Instead, with the blessing of "Heart-to-Heart Divine Number", he continued to rush deeper into the depths.
The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish!
Although these lightning bolts are powerful, they have not developed sentience, nor are they controlled by any "person" or formed into an array, so they are not unavoidable.
If you can't afford to offend him, can't you at least avoid him?
"Xin Yi Shen Shu" is his greatest reliance, while "Hu Tian Shi Jie" is his trump card for survival.
Thinking this, Bai Cang immediately continued forward, but at a much slower pace.
After most of the day had passed, they had only advanced a few dozen miles.
"Boom!"
Just as Bai Cang was thinking about whether to try another method, he suddenly heard a loud bang, and then saw thousands of thunderbolts crashing down from a hundred miles ahead, intertwining into electric snakes that slithered in all directions.
A dazzling, radiant purple-gold light suddenly shot into the sky, only to be instantly obscured by the overwhelming, blazing light accompanied by thunderous roars.
"This is... the Nine Heavens Divine Essence?"
Upon seeing this, Bai Cang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of greed.
The so-called "spirit" is the foundation of divine talent and the basis of illusion.
The magical treasures of this realm are divided into four categories: Void Spirit, True Form, Illusory God, and Pure Yang.
Among them, the first level of Pure Yang is already a spiritual treasure, mostly achieved innately, so we will not discuss it for now.
The ethereal magical treasures must be based on "precious materials," also known as "earthly treasures."
True magical treasures require "heavenly materials" as their foundation in order to be nurtured and developed.
The Illusionary Divine Treasure must absorb the Daoist essence of "divine essence" in order to combine the thirty-six layers of Heavenly Gang Treasure Restriction into one, condense the innate divine restriction, and refine the indestructible primordial spirit.
Once one advances to this level, the magical artifact's spirit is no different from that of a primordial spirit Dao Lord, and may even surpass it in strength (Note 1).
Even among the ten sects of Xuanmen, the Illusionary God Treasure is revered as the sect's most precious treasure, with a status equivalent to that of a sect's patriarch.
This shows just how precious "spirit" is.
The "immortal jade" that only a primordial spirit Daoist can refine is the lowest-level "pseudo-divine essence".
The "Nine Heavens Divine Essence" can only be born if all kinds of thunder exist in one place at the same time and for thousands of years.
Even among all kinds of "divine treasures", it is the most superior treasure.
How could Bai Cang not be moved by this?
With this in mind.
Bai Cang immediately activated the "Heart-Mind Divine Number" again, heading straight towards the direction where the "Nine Heavens Divine Essence" was born.
But the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
With the birth of the "Nine Heavens Divine Essence," the secrets of heaven within a radius of tens of thousands of miles have become chaotic and unclear.
Even with Bai Cang's mastery of divination and his possession of the "Heart Divination Divination" technique, he was still unable to foresee the path ahead.
He felt that everything was a vast emptiness, and no matter how he calculated the secrets of heaven, he gained nothing.
"A divine object conceals itself, yet it is terrifyingly powerful!"
Bai Cang muttered to himself, momentarily caught in a dilemma.
If Bai Cang had not witnessed the birth of the "Nine Heavens Divine Essence," he would have turned and left without hesitation in this situation.
Treasures are indeed precious, but the path to enlightenment is even more valuable; if it is for the sake of survival, both can be abandoned.
However, witnessing the birth of the "Nine Heavens Divine Essence" firsthand would make Bai Cang unwilling to give up.
That's the "Nine Heavens Divine Essence"! What's a little risk if we take it?
But I am a dignified being who will surely attain the Dao and become a primordial spirit in the future. How can I risk my life just to "get rid of" external things?
What's there to be afraid of? You need to believe in your ability to save your own life.
A son of a wealthy family will not sit under a dangerous roof; a wise man will not stand under a crumbling wall.
Life offers few opportunities to gamble; seize the moment when the time is right.
Just then, as Bai Cang was torn between his inner turmoil and his own conscience, he was caught in a terrible internal struggle.
A monstrous aura suddenly swept toward him at incredible speed.
Like a deep, bottomless abyss, it was constantly approaching him.
Bai Cang turned his head and saw a streak of blood quickly staining half of the sky.
Then, it plummeted from the sky, transforming into a shadowy figure, and brazenly entered the area filled with countless thunderbolts, charging towards Bai Cang without any concealment.
"They've come with ill intentions!"
Seeing this, Bai Cang's pupils contracted slightly, and his expression turned serious. "This aura... it all comes from him?"
He would recognize Blood Spirit Child even if he were reduced to ashes.
But at this moment, perhaps it should be called "Blood Spirit Old Monster".
Compared to the "Blood Spirit Clone" that Bai Cang had killed in the Five Poisons Secret Realm, and even the "Blood Spirit Child" he fought in the Heshan Sect.
This "Blood Spirit Monster" is clearly not the same as before; his aura is more than a hundred times stronger.
"But wasn't the Blood Spirit Old Monster's true form sealed away by the Southern Border Dao Lords and transformed into the Crimson Heavenly Gate?"
Bai Cang activated his "Heart-Mind Divine Numbers," a cold smile curving his lips. "You're really persistent, aren't you? Do you really think I can't kill you?"
As the "Blood Spirit Monster" drew ever closer, its terrifying aura, though formless and intangible, seemed to cling to the bone, reflecting in Bai Cang's mind the illusion of a raging sea of blood.
"You scoundrel, let's see where you run this time!"
As the Blood Spirit Old Monster approached within ten miles of Bai Cang, he couldn't help but become excited, "I will seize your body and continue my path to heaven..."
"Boom!"
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Cang suddenly pressed out a palm strike.
Boundless, blazing, and domineering lightning suddenly erupted, unleashing a destructive Daoist aura.
The myriad thunderbolts in the sky seemed to be affected as well.
In an instant, thunder roared and lightning rained down.
Thousands of bolts of lightning struck down simultaneously, as if a lightning rod had been installed on the "Blood Spirit Monster," attracting destructive lightning from within a hundred miles, which then exploded at a single point.
With a deafening roar, a bottomless sinkhole, hundreds of feet deep, appeared on the ground.
The figure of "Blood Spirit Old Monster" was instantly erased into nothingness.
Seeing this scene.
A cold smile appeared on Bai Cang's face as he exhaled, "Shark Arm!"
The great supernatural power of "Mastering the Five Thunders" is known as "Lord of the Divine Firmament Heaven and Ancestor of Thunder". His greatest skill is driving and controlling thunder.
Although the lightning here was strange and unusual, Bai Cang dared not absorb or transform it.
However, with a little guidance, it is not difficult to "make it work for us".
Within this sea of thunder and lightning, he was the absolute "ruler," possessing an unparalleled home-field advantage.
Blood Spirit Old Monster dared to "hunt down" him without even understanding the situation?
They're truly courting death!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Just then, a fierce wind arose.
A splash of crimson light painted the void, which then intertwined with a sky full of blood-red light.
Under the bombardment of countless thunderbolts, it was constantly being destroyed and reborn, giving it a rather "immortal" aura.
In the end, the destructive lightning within a radius of a hundred miles was completely dissipated.
The much-shrunken, blood-red light condensed into the image of a blood-robed Taoist not far in front of Bai Cang!
[Note 1: The setting differs slightly from the Immortal Gourd; please give me a free gift.]
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