Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 187 - 8: Wind Evil, Earth Vein Journey, Ranking in the Minister of Agriculture Supervision_2

Chapter 187: Chapter 8: Wind Evil, Earth Vein Journey, Ranking in the Minister of Agriculture Supervision_2

However, Zhao Xing still managed to deflect it using the "Lightning Draw."

"Lightning Draw Perfection. It could deflect the Thunder Power within the clouds, and I could control its direction."

Zhao Xing revealed a slight smile. With this, he could walk within the lightning zone.

This was the benefit of multiple spells working together!

If he only knew the Eighth Transition of Swallowing Cloud Skill, he wouldn’t be able to handle the Thunder Cloud above. The moment he cast it, it would explode, making it hard to endure.

But with the "Lightning Draw" mastered.

The problem was instantly resolved.

This was the advantage of broadening the scope of spells.

If the Lightning Draw was slightly weaker, it wouldn’t work.

If it were below the Seventh Transition, trying to deflect the Thunder Power with it would be very difficult.

"Continue forward."

Zhao Xing stepped out from beneath the rock wall.

He started walking along the direction of the valley.

"Boom, Boom!"

Thunder roared.

The dense lightning had a hundred percent chance of striking Zhao Xing’s head.

However, each strike was first absorbed by the Swallowing Cloud Skill.

After the absorption, Zhao Xing instantly sensed it and used the Lightning Draw, deflecting the thunder onto the ground beside him.

"Bang!"

Thunder scattered in all directions, shattering stones.

But it couldn’t harm Zhao Xing under the clouds.

"The clouds above connected to Heavenly Thunder, sparking all the way. It’s quite impressive."

Zhao Xing glanced around himself, summoning another gust to protect himself, repelling the scattered stones.

"I need to move faster."

"If the Three Days Ascend fully deviated from its position, the power of the Ten Thousand Leich would increase slightly."

In such a place, Zhao Xing’s luck was of no use.

Because the probability of being struck by thunder was one hundred percent!

For his Qi Fortune to work, there at least had to be a probability. In this place, if one lacked strength, it’s essentially a death sentence. No matter how strong their fortune was, without strength, they were courting death.

Having solved the problem of moving forward, Zhao Xing had some leisure to observe the Ten Thousand Leich.

The Ten Thousand Leich was also the best place to comprehend Thunder Skill.

Such terrifying Thunder Power, naturally releasing densely, with each flash, was like a live demonstration of Thunder Skill before Zhao Xing’s eyes.

As Zhao Xing drew lightning and observed, his understanding of the Thunder Skill grew unconsciously.

...

Earth Fire Plain.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Zhuo Li, covered in dirt, took off his straw hat and greedily breathed the cool air around him.

With his coughing, the fire poison was quickly expelled.

"Finally passed the third barrier. If it weren’t for cultivating the Yin Yang Self Scripture, enhancing my internal organ endurance, even if I passed the Earth Fire Plain, my mobility would have greatly decreased."

Zhuo Li glanced back.

Originally, the Earth Fire Plain wouldn’t have caused him such trouble.

But the guy ahead had turned the Earth Fire Plain into this state.

However, seeing so many people trapped at the third barrier.

He felt more balanced inside.

At least he made it through!

"The caster must be powerful. I don’t know who it is, but I want to spar with him if I get the chance," Zhuo Li thought to himself.

He didn’t hate the caster.

Because if he had the chance, he would do the same.

"Hmph, only fools complain."

"If you can’t even pass the Earth Fire Plain, it’s better to be eliminated immediately."

"Fewer people mean fewer shares of training resources."

If one couldn’t even pass to report for training?

Then they should return to where they came from!

"I should speed up. I can’t let Helian Lie and the others down."

Zhuo Li quickened his steps.

...

At the front of the Ten Thousand Leich, where the cloud layer was thinner, before the valley.

Li Feng, somewhat exhausted, patted the ice off his raincoat and threw aside the already burnt straw hat.

"Smack~"

The straw hat hit the ground heavily.

Yu Chunwu lay not far from the straw hat. His raincoat was completely burned off, exposing large patches of charred flesh.

He Yu and Peng Ran had their lower bodies frozen, unable to move.

Yang Yang sat cross-legged nearby, recovering from his injuries. He was covered in blood, his skin oozing blood, looking extremely terrifying.

As for another group, they had long fallen to the ground, losing their combat ability, unconscious.

"Li Feng." Yu Chunwu, He Yu, Peng Ran, and Yang Yang all stared intently at Li Feng.

"Skill inferior to others, nothing more to say, do what you will."

Li Feng glanced at them: "You are fools, used without even knowing. How did you even become Military Minister of Agriculture Officers in your former army?"

He then sneered at himself: "I am also a fool. I acted so impulsively, falling right into his trap."

Now calmed down, Li Feng realized his impulsiveness.

However, he did not regret his actions.

He had arrived early and made a name for himself at the outpost outside Grotto Heaven, which also incited jealousy.

In the previous situation, the only way to have his words heard was to fight for victory or defeat.

Otherwise, no one would listen, no matter what he said.

"What do you mean? We were used?!" Yang Yang was stunned.

"Hmph, think about it yourself, who benefited the most?" Li Feng ignored them further.

"Crack, crack, crack~"

He crushed the ice beneath his feet, walking step by step towards the valley.

Yu Chunwu, He Yu, and Peng Ran all breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, when Zhao Xing escaped Li Feng’s Blood Cloud Spell and entered the valley, they understood they had misjudged Li Feng.

But everyone was already fired up. Without seeing a victory or defeat, there was no way to stop.

Li Feng couldn’t possibly lower himself to explain to them, and they couldn’t possibly bow and beg for his forgiveness, either.

It was like war. Once it started, only a victory or defeat would lead to a ceasefire.