Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 991 - 900 True Spirit Thunder Roc’s Might (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 991: 900 True Spirit Thunder Roc’s Might (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Ten thousand miles turned into a white glacier, with a bone-chilling coldness.

A beam of spiritual light shot into the sky, revealing a tall and thin man in a golden robe, his aura weak.

"You were hiding amongst the Tianluo Clan?"

The man in green was surprised to see the man in golden robe.

The most dangerous place is often the safest, he never expected the other party to be hiding within the Tianluo Clan.

The man in golden robe did not speak, his body exuding a large number of profound runes, flying away into the distance.

The white dragon did not stop him, but instead roared to the skies, emitting a white sonic wave that charged straight toward the man in green.

At the same time, from the void emerged numerous hundred-zhang-long white ice spears, shooting towards the man in green at high speed.

The man in green pinched a spell, the green great blade spun to meet the white sonic wave, and at the same time, he brought out a green shield, spinning around him non-stop as he flew towards the distance at high speed.

He was severely injured and dared not linger to fight.

Upon clashing with the white sonic wave, the green great blade vibrated slightly, transforming into twelve green flying daggers that flew backward.

The dense barrage of white ice spears successively struck the green shield, making a muffled sound, as the shield trembled slightly, its surface becoming covered with white frost.

With a fluctuation in the void, a massive white dragon claw appeared abruptly and slammed onto the green shield.

The green shield was sent flying, hitting the man in the green robe, sending him plummeting to the ground like a meteorite.

With a loud crash, the man in green slammed into the ice surface, creating a huge crater and coughing up a mouthful of essence blood, his aura weakening.

A white auroral light swept in, quickly passing over the man in the green robe.

The man in green visibly turned into a large white ice sculpture.

Over a dozen white ice spears shot forward, piercing through the white ice sculpture, shattering it into pieces.

Just as a Nascent Soul looking identical to the man in green escaped, a gust of wind blew, and Shen Long appeared, grabbing the Nascent Soul and conducting a Soul Search.

Shen Ao descended from the sky, landing in front of Shen Long.

He found a green storage bracelet within the shredded flesh, devouring the corpse.

"So it was all for a Bodhi Divine Crystal."

Shen Long suddenly understood.

The person who had just fled was Master Xuanfu, whom Shen Long had sparred with in his early years. He did not expect that he would be a descendant of the Lin Family.

Chu Buyu, Shen Mei, Shen Lin, and Shen Ying arrived hastily. Shen Mei said, "Master, should we chase after him?"

"No need, I didn’t have any intentions of making things difficult for him."

Shen Long declined, as his initial intention was only to save the Lin Family’s Mahayana members. Now that he knew that Master Xuanfu was a descendant of the Lin Family, that was enough.

A thunderous boom reverberated from afar, and a massive burst of white light appeared in the distant sky.

Shen Long’s brows furrowed, and he released Shen Chan.

Shen Chan’s eyes emitted a blinding golden light, peering into the distance.

"Master, it’s a Mahayana member of the Qingxuan Clan; Lai Sheng and Lai Yue are also there," Shen Chan reported.

"What a small world, they almost killed me last time; I can’t let them get away this time," Shen Long stated gravely, as they flew towards the distance.

A range of lush green mountains unfolded; Master Xuanfu lay in a huge crater, his aura weakened.

Lai Yan, Lai Sheng, and Lai Yue stood in the sky, their expressions cold.

"You Lin Family members are like persistent ghosts; after so many years, there are still clan members who have cultivated to the Mahayana Realm. We were able to annihilate your Lin Family before, and naturally, we can kill you now."

Lai Yan spoke coldly, slapping towards the void with his right hand.

Above Master Xuanfu’s head, the void fluctuated, and a red giant palm appeared, the nearby temperature rapidly rising as it descended towards him.

Before the red giant palm could fall, the ground spontaneously combusted, erupting with vast red flames.

Master Xuanfu’s face turned ashen, displaying a look of despair.

Just at that moment, a thick silver thunder pillar tore through the sky, shattering the red giant palm.

"They have an accomplice!"

Lai Yan’s brows furrowed.

The sky darkened, with thunder crackling above, as thick silver bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, aimed directly at the three figures of Lai Sheng.

"A Mahayana Thunder Cultivator?"

Lai Yan furrowed his brows, with a flick of his sleeve, a small umbrella shimmering with red light shot out, hovering above their heads.

The red umbrella whirled, casting down a thick barrier of red light that enveloped all three.

The barrage of silver lightning continuously struck the red light barrier, the glaring silver radiance obscuring their figures as the barrier dimmed.

The void fluctuated again, and a massive golden bird claw appeared, striking down.

The golden bird claw smashed the red light barrier, piercing through the bodies of Lai Sheng and Lai Yue, their faces showing utter disbelief.

Lai Yan reacted the fastest, retreating backward, narrowly evading the golden bird claw.

Lai Sheng and Lai Yue’s corpses simultaneously lit up with a burst of Spiritual Light, turning into two jade stones flashing with light.

After two muffled sounds, the jade stones shattered, and Lai Sheng and Lai Yue reappeared thousands of miles away in the void, their faces filled with wariness.

A gigantic golden Thunder Roc appeared in the sky, its entire body covered in golden electric arcs.

"Thunder Roc?"

Lai Yue was stupefied.

"Merely a descendant of the Thunder Roc, not the real Thunder Roc. The true Thunder Roc is a True Spirit," Lai Yan said in a deep voice.

Within True Spirits, the Thunder Roc is a renowned existence. For millions of years in the Cultivation Realm, there have been descendants of the Thunder Roc, but never the Thunder Roc itself.

"How do you know I’m not the Thunder Roc? Ignorant frog in a well," the Thunder Roc said disdainfully, flapping its wings lightly.

Thunder roared and lightning flashed; thick silver lightning tore through the sky, striking toward Lai Yan and the other two.

A red light glowed on Lai Yan’s back, and a pair of wings with constantly swirling red light appeared out of nowhere, revealing a Top Grade Sky-reaching Spiritual Treasure.

With a light flap of the red wings, he transformed into a streak of red firelight and disappeared.

Lai Sheng hurriedly brought out a golden shield to protect himself, while Lai Yue summoned five round beads flashing with red light, which circled around them, forming a thick red light screen to shield their figures.

The dense silver lightning struck the golden shield, engulfing it in lightning.

A golden lightning illuminated behind them, and a gigantic golden Thunder Roc appeared out of thin air.

The golden Thunder Roc opened its mouth and spewed out a thick bolt of golden lightning, striking the red light screen. Its right claw struck forward, hitting the red light screen, causing it to cave in and quickly shatter.

After Shen Peng cultivated into a True Spirit, his strength greatly increased, and even a complete set of Top Grade Sky-reaching Spiritual Treasures couldn’t block his attack.

The Thunder Roc’s sharp claws pierced through the bodies of Lai Sheng and Lai Yue. As soon as their Nascent Souls left their bodies, they were enveloped by a golden glow, sucked into the Thunder Roc’s mouth, and swallowed.

A red firelight appeared behind him, and Lai Yan reemerged, his body radiating a blinding Qingxuan Divine Light that could greatly enhance his Divine Sense in a short period.

When it comes to Divine Sense Attacks, few Mahayana Cultivators are a match for the Qingxuan Clan.

From Lai Yan’s brow radiated a blinding red light, and a thirty-zhang-long red great blade shot out, heading straight towards the Thunder Roc.

The Thunder Roc reacted quickly, the golden arcs around its body surged, transforming into a golden lightning and disappeared, causing the red great blade’s attack to miss.

A thick silver Thunder Pillar descended from the sky, instantly appearing in front of Lai Yan.

Lai Yan’s eyebrows furrowed; with a light flap of the red wings on his back, he transformed into a streak of red firelight and disappeared.

A thick beam of blue light shot out, hitting a certain spot in the void. The void tore open, revealing a hundred-zhang-wide hole, from which Lai Yan fell out, his face full of shock.

"Destructive Law Eye!"

Lai Yan exclaimed in astonishment.

A thick golden Thunder Pillar shot out, instantly reaching in front of him.

Lai Yan quickly brought out a red shield to block the golden Thunder Pillar.

Soon, tens of thousands of thick silver lightning bolts tore through the sky, striking the red shield one after another.

A tremendous booming sound erupted, and blinding lightning engulfed Lai Yan’s figure.

Thousands of miles away in the void, a red light shone brightly, and Lai Yan reappeared, sweating profusely. Had it not been for the Tribulation-Substituting Treasure, he would have been obliterated by the Thunder Method.

"It really is a True Spirit!"

The corners of Lai Yan’s mouth twitched, and his heart sank to the depths.

The difference in strength between a True Spirit Thunder Roc and a Thunder Roc Descendant is enormous.

As soon as he reappeared, a thick bolt of golden lightning shot towards him.

Lai Yan formed a spell with his hands, and his body radiated a bright red light. An enormous phantom of a man appeared above his head, and with a slap from the phantom’s right hand towards the void, a great deal of red flames surged forth.

The red flames roiled and surged, forming a thousand-zhang-high wave of red flames that met the attack head-on.

With a deafening rumble, the golden lightning shattered the red fire waves and struck the phantom man.

The phantom man let out a miserable shriek, dissipating into specks of light, while Lai Yan spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood, his complexion turning pale.

A golden lightning flashed behind him, and the Thunder Roc appeared, its sharp claws reaching straight for Lai Yan’s head.

Its claws easily penetrated Lai Yan’s Protective Spirit Light and pierced through his skull. Just as his Nascent Soul left his body, a beam of green light descended from the sky, enveloping the Nascent Soul and sweeping it into a Green Jade Vase.

From the appearance of the Thunder Roc to its annihilation of Lai Yan and the other two, not even ten breaths had passed.

The Divine Sense Attack of the Qingxuan Clan is indeed formidable, but can’t they just be avoided?

Master Xuanfu witnessed the entire process and stood frozen in place, his eyes nearly popping out as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"True Spirit Thunder Roc!"

Master Xuanfu said in somewhat disbelief.

A Red Flying Boat came flying by, with Shen Long and Chu Buyu standing upon it.

"Taoist Friend Lin, long time no see,"

Shen Long greeted warmly, his tone friendly.