Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 290: Ann Ran Unharmed

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Ann Ran Unharmed

It was abundantly clear that the Heavenly Thunder Punishment, which everyone believed had already decided the outcome, had actually resulted in no victory or defeat—and not even the slightest harm was dealt to Yang Tian.

"How... how can this be? How are you completely unscathed?"

Seeing Yang Tian in such a state, Lu Yuanming’s face instantly turned ashen.

That strike just now—one could say it was his ultimate attack!

When masters exchange blows, there’s no such thing as battling for hundreds of rounds; the outcome is often decided in an instant!

It was precisely because Lu Yuanming had seen Yang Tian’s formidable strength during their initial probing that he immediately unleashed his strongest attack.

The goal was to catch Yang Tian off guard and end the battle swiftly.

Yet now, Yang Tian was completely unharmed!

Lu Yuanming had clearly seen that Yang Tian didn’t make any attempt to resist the Heavenly Thunder Punishment. Could it be that Yang Tian simply stood there and bore the punishment directly without suffering any injury?

How was that even possible!

"How could this be?"

Yang Tian glanced at Lu Yuanming’s shocked expression and spoke indifferently: "You call that so-called ’Heavenly Thunder’?"

Heavenly Thunder?

It is the tribulation thunder that cultivators face when undergoing the trials of ascension, the heavenly baptism that accompanies the transcendence from mortal to divine!

Though this tribulation thunder has the effect of purging the physical body, its power is unparalleled—a single strike could annihilate both heaven and earth!

In the memories of the Devouring Spirit Demon Venerable, Yang Tian had witnessed the matured tribulation thunder during the Demon Venerable’s ascension. Its vast and overwhelming might could surely drive humanity into despair!

Compared to true tribulation thunder, Lu Yuanming’s so-called Heavenly Thunder Punishment was no different from a light drizzle and couldn’t even penetrate the defenses of Yang Tian’s Demon Flame Armor!

At this thought, Yang Tian let out a cold snort and said, "Very well! Since we’re talking about heavenly thunder, let me show you what truly defines the heavens and the thunder!"

Saying this, Yang Tian extended a single finger—not directly pointing as Lu Yuanming had earlier, but slowly raising it, pointing straight toward the heavens.

Rumble! Rumble!

As Yang Tian made that motion, the entire sky began to darken with rolling black clouds. In an instant, the previously sunlit Su Family Mansion was engulfed in pitch-black darkness.

Witnessing this, the crowd—who had been praising Lu Yuanming’s divine power just moments ago—was now struck dumb, unsure what Yang Tian intended to do.

Yang Tian’s eyes grew colder, and he began reciting slowly: "Nine Nether Demon Gods, heed my command. Candle Sky Demons, reveal my glory. Devour the heavens, consume the earth—eternal splendor shall rise. Demonic Qi ascends to the skies, Destructive Demon Thunder, come forth!"

Roar!

A dragon’s roar suddenly resounded deep within the souls of everyone present, sending a tremor through their hearts.

At that moment, a massive Thunder Dragon with a body radiating purplish arcs of light emerged intermittently from within the black clouds. As its full form revealed itself, it let out a deafening bellow directed at the earth below.

"Heavens!"

As the enormous dragon head materialized in the storm clouds, everyone froze in disbelief.

There was no clamor, no exclamations of shock, not even any extraneous movement.

The destructive aura of the Thunder Dragon had so utterly shaken their very souls that they felt as though time itself stood still.

Lu Yuanming, too, stood agape, unable to fathom the sheer power thunder techniques could exhibit.

The Thunder Dragon hadn’t even descended yet, but its terrifying energy pricked at his skin, causing a sharp sting. How could he possibly withstand its fall?

Just then, Yang Tian’s finger, which had been pointing to the heavens, abruptly swept downward. Instantly, the Thunder Dragon dove straight from the clouds and engulfed Lu Yuanming and the entirety of the Su Family’s front courtyard in a blinding explosion...

Roar!

The Thunder Dragon descended with a furious roar. Seeing this, everyone within and outside of the Su Family Mansion was utterly petrified.

To them, Lu Yuanming’s Heavenly Thunder Punishment had already been incredibly powerful.

Yet, when compared to the Thunder Dragon summoned by Yang Tian, it was worlds apart—the punishment wasn’t even in the same league as this dragon!

Lu Yuanming’s face turned ghastly pale as sweat drenched his back.

"Who would have thought! This young man... no, Mr. Yang, could wield such an incomparably divine spell. I admit defeat!"

As he said this, Lu Yuanming cupped his hands respectfully toward Yang Tian, even going so far as to change his form of address from "young man" to "Mr. Yang."

Evidently, he now fully acknowledged that he was no match for Yang Tian.

But admitting this did not mean that Lu Yuanming was ready to concede entirely.

As the foremost master of magic, how could Lu Yuanming not have a hidden trump card?

Though retrieving this trump card caused him great anguish, at a moment of life and death, he had no choice!

With a flip of his palm, he revealed a brilliantly radiant orb in his hand.

Yang Tian’s expression immediately darkened.

The aura emanating from the orb revealed its identity—it was an innate-level Demon Beast Core, and, moreover, it belonged to a thunder-element demon beast.

"Heh, Mr. Yang, I presume you’ve already deduced what this is. All of my thunder magic was comprehended with its assistance. I hadn’t imagined I’d have to use it today!"

As he spoke, Lu Yuanming abruptly spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the Demon Beast Core and hurled it into the sky.

Simultaneously, he roared with determination: "I’ll detonate this Thunderhawk Core and pit it against your Destructive Demon Thunder—the decisive moment of life or death is now!"

Having said this, Lu Yuanming waved his single hand, rallying all the spiritual energy within a hundred-mile radius toward him.

At that instant, the crowd observed a sky dominated by the black clouds and Thunder Dragon overhead, while stormy winds ravaged the earth below, the Demon Beast Core radiating with dazzling light.

"Master has finally chosen to use it!"

Among Lu Yuanming’s disciples, Zhao Junyuan’s senior brother, Wang Hua, gasped aloud at the scene unfolding before him.

A nearby magic user overheard his exclamation and urgently asked, "Brother Wang, that’s... a Demon Beast Core?"

"Correct! And not just any core—it’s an innate-level Ancient Demon Beast Core, the most prized treasure of my master!" responded Wang Hua.

Innate-level Ancient Demon Beast Core?

The crowd gasped collectively at the revelation, especially the Su Family members, whose eyes were now wide with awe.

Even one Demon Beast Core was already a priceless rarity.

Just consider how Grandmaster Su, who had been on the brink of death, managed to ascend to the innate level after Su Mi brought back a single Demon Beast Core.

And now, Lu Yuanming had revealed an innate-level core. If consumed, how much strength would one gain?

Many present couldn’t help but imagine seizing the core for themselves.

Yet they merely fantasized, knowing they dared not act.

Not to mention the turbulent waves of energy emanating from Yang Tian and Lu Yuanming’s clash, which made entering the scene suicidal.

Additionally, the Demon Beast Core was already glowing so intensely that it seemed on the verge of explosion.

Attempting to take it at this moment would be utterly futile!

The magic user beside Wang Hua suppressed his greedy gaze, taking a deep breath before asking him again: "Brother Wang, in your opinion, can your master’s detonation of the Demon Beast Core truly contend with Yang Tian’s Thunder Dragon?"

"Contend?"

Wang Hua sneered at the question, his face brimming with confidence. "What you mean is that my master is destined to win!"

As Wang Hua and the others debated the outcome, Lu Yuanming completed his final spiritual energy gathering. Channeling it all into the Demon Beast Core, he spoke in a low tone: "Mr. Yang, you are indeed formidable, but even you won’t withstand the detonation of this Demon Beast Core. Prepare to perish!"

As he finished, Lu Yuanming’s single hand formed a spell seal, and the Demon Beast Core flared with such brilliance that no one around could keep their eyes open.

However, just as the triumphant smile spread across Lu Yuanming’s face, he suddenly saw a hand—emerging from the radiant core—grasping it firmly. In an instant, the violent energy within the Demon Beast Core dissipated into complete tranquility.