Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 149 - 146, 17 Recipes

Chapter 149: Chapter 146, 17 Recipes

"This mad lad," Murong Yun’s face slightly changed upon seeing Ye Xuan trigger two Heavenly Thunders simultaneously. This kid really has many tricks up his sleeve, but he has taken the pills too fiercely; he better not wreck himself in the process.

In the blink of an eye, the two dazzling bolts of lightning struck the top of the tower. This attack could be described as violently frenetic. Even the Lightning Avoidance Array was nearly collapsing. The two bolts of lightning merged into one, transforming into a nine-heavenly thunder dragon and brutally striking Ye Xuan.

Hiss hiss hiss...

This strike of lightning was particularly ferocious. The entire tower seemed as if it was threaded with streams of electricity racing downwards, and Ye Xuan at the top bore the brunt of the impact.

After the impact, Ye Xuan’s figure reappeared. Although his clothes were blasted into tattered strips, he seemed to be mostly unharmed. This alleviated the sliver of concern from Murong Yun’s eyes and quickly dissipated. It appeared he had underestimated Ye Xuan. For the time being, Heavenly Thunder didn’t seem to pose too much of a threat to Ye Xuan.

He was vaguely looking forward to seeing how many more bolts of Heavenly Thunder Ye Xuan could withstand.

Last time, it was Lu Yan who underwent Heavenly Thunder Body Refinement here. In the end, he had barely managed to withstand eight bolts of Heavenly Thunder, just about qualifying for entry-level status. However, only eight had already impacted his potential for future Cultivation. That’s why Lu Yan’s Nine Heavens Thunder Scripture had always been stuck at the first level, and entering the second level proved to be very difficult.

If Ye Xuan could withstand a few more, perhaps it would be much easier to enter the second level.

Now, it seemed that Ye Xuan’s performance would be much better than Lu Yan’s. At least for now, Ye Xuan had squarely faced five bolts of Heavenly Thunder with no sign of injury. Following this trend, withstanding more than ten shouldn’t be a problem for Ye Xuan.

Boom Boom!

Thunderclouds shrouded the sky, and the sound of thunder seemed to envelop the entire tower. Occasional lightning striking the nearby forest turned the lush trees to ash in an instant, with plumes of black smoke shooting up into the sky.

While all living things shivered in silence under the awe of thunder, at the top of the tower, bursts of energy occasionally erupted, attracting the sky’s thunder to descend and explode into a radiant force that was shockingly loud and impressive.

Upon closer inspection, Ye Xuan had been at the tower’s summit for nearly two hours, and in that time, he had withstood as many as sixteen bolts of Heavenly Thunder.

This number not only far surpassed Lu Yan’s previous record, but even Murong Yun was taken aback, not expecting Ye Xuan to withstand sixteen bolts of Heavenly Thunder without suffering any injuries. When he first tried, he only managed to withstand twelve.

The power of Heavenly Thunder grew stronger with each bolt; the first few were manageable, but after the tenth bolt, every additional bolt of power was enough to gravely injure a Half-step Martial Sect Master. Even a Martial Sect Master Realm would likely find it quite embarrassing.

However, recalling Ye Xuan’s fifteen-day endurance in the Yang Yuan Pond, Murong Yun’s surprise lessened considerably. Back then, Ye Xuan had nearly drained the Yang Gang forces within the pond; it was within his capabilities and potential to absorb even more of Heavenly Thunder’s power.

After the baptism of the sixteen bolts of lightning, Ye Xuan’s skin had taken on a slightly charred hue, and faintly one could even see wisps of electrical light flickering, deeply integrated into his flesh and blood.

After withstanding sixteen bolts, Ye Xuan’s body was nearing its limits, and at this moment, the energy of the Lightning Avoidance Array around him was depleted, and it would no longer trigger. This undoubtedly signified that Ye Xuan had to rely entirely on his strength to withstand the upcoming Heavenly Thunder.

At this point, the thunderclouds in the sky were nearing their end, but amidst the rumbling, it seemed as if something was still brewing, yet it remained silent for a long time.

"Could it be over?" Murong Yun also looked up at the sky in surprise and doubt, for besides Ye Xuan, no one had withstood up to sixteen bolts of Heavenly Thunder. Nobody knew if the Thunder Drawing Pearl had reached its limits and whether the Heavenly Thunder tempering was coming to an end.

However, just as Murong Yun and Ye Xuan both harbored some doubts, an explosive sound suddenly erupted from within the thundercloud. In the next instant, dazzling lightning burst forth, turning into a massive thunder dragon a hundred feet long. Without any warning, it furiously swept toward Ye Xuan!

"Dammit!"

The sudden appearance of the giant thunder dragon caused Ye Xuan’s face to change drastically. The thunderclouds that had seemed subdued just moments before unexpectedly released this final, as if they were unwilling to let Ye Xuan pass by so easily, intentionally accumulating this last strike, delivering a fierce blow.

Seeing this, Murong Yun’s eyelids twitched, but by this time, even if he wanted to rescue, it would be too late. The destructive power contained within that thunder dragon was enough to obliterate a true First Grade Martial Sect Master. How could Ye Xuan possibly block it?

However, Heavenly Thunder was devoid of awareness. In his field of view, in the sweeping moment, it struck the top of the tower in the blink of an eye, entirely engulfing Ye Xuan’s form!

The lightning filled his entire field of vision, and Murong Yun’s face instantly went pale!

With a grim expression, Murong Yun clenched his fists, his gaze turned as solemn as could be. Could it be that their rising star from Yang Hall was about to fall here? That would truly be an immense blunder.

Ye Xuan was the prodigy that Yang Hall had been anticipating for a hundred years, having withstood a full sixteen strikes of Heavenly Thunder, yet in the end he still perished, undoubtedly a huge joke.

"Damn it."

Murong Yun was now somewhat regretting it; he had been too greedy. Just now, he should have let Ye Xuan step down, which would not have led to the dangerous situation at hand.

The responsibility was his, and now it was too late for regrets. Thinking it over, Murong Yun was also extremely annoyed.

"Cough cough..."

Just then, a coughing sound suddenly came from the top of the tower, causing Murong Yun to immediately look up and squint his eyes. Amid the dissipating lightning, a slightly charred figure gradually emerged.

"Almost got killed by this damn pearl..."

The figure stood up, coughed out a few mouthfuls of thick smoke, then took the Thunder Drawing Pearl out of its socket while cursing.

"This kid..."

Seeing that, apart from looking extremely ragged from the lightning strike, the figure had not actually come to any harm, the cloud of worry on Murong Yun’s face quickly dissipated, while at the same time a hint of shock flashed through his eyes.

Murong Yun was quite aware of the power of the lightning dragon that had just struck. He had not expected that Ye Xuan would have the ability to withstand such a violent assault. If it had been an ordinary Half-step Martial Sect, they would have likely been obliterated in an instant, and even a First Grade Martial Sect might have a considerable chance of being directly blasted to death.

In fact, being powerful was one aspect; if Ye Xuan had not advanced to a Half-step Martial Sect, he might really not have been able to resist. On the other hand, the abundance of Yang Gang energy within Ye Xuan’s body allowed him to absorb more of the Heavenly Thunder’s power, which was also a very important reason. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to control such rampant thundery forces.

Ye Xuan raised his palm, and a thread of True Qi congealed from his hand. Within it, strands of electricity chaotically surged, running rampant on the surface of his skin. By now, Ye Xuan had completely adapted to this power of thunder. Under the tempering of such Heavenly Thunder, his body had also been notably strengthened.

After merging the two types of power, his current physique could be called a Thunder Body. Even compared to Ruan Jingtian’s Three-Transformation Glazed Body and other Body Refining Martial Arts, it was a notch stronger.

Looking at the thunderclouds in the sky, which were already showing signs of thinning, it seemed that the thunderclouds here would dissipate soon. Seeing this, Ye Xuan somewhat reluctantly smacked his lips. Having tasted the benefits brought by the power of Heavenly Thunder, he found he quite liked being struck by lightning...

However, now that the Thunder Body had formed, looking for more lightning to strike him would be pointless.

"Kid, are you alright?"

After the thunderclouds in the sky had completely vanished, Murong Yun floated over and landed on top of the tower, smiling and asking.

"Do I look alright to you?"

Ye Xuan gave the other party a glance. At this moment, his clothes were tattered and torn, revealing the shiny Secret Silver Armor beneath. Had it not been for this layer of Mithril Armor, perhaps he would not have managed to withstand that last lightning dragon, and severe injuries would have been unavoidable.

If the other party could have warned him beforehand about the ferocity of that last Heavenly Thunder, he would not have ended up in such a sorry state.

"Seventeen strikes of Heavenly Thunder, your feat is unprecedented. How could I have anticipated that the last Heavenly Thunder would be so freakishly strong?"

Murong Yun shook his head, also somewhat astonished. He hadn’t expected Ye Xuan to perform so fiercely in the Thunder Body Refinement stage. It seemed that, in the eyes of others, the Nine Heavens Thunder Scripture might be an unattainable treasure of the sect and a Miracle Scripture, but for Ye Xuan, it might not be too difficult.

"Rest up well. Once your body has recovered, I will take you to the place where you can comprehend the Nine Heavens Thunder Scripture." Murong Yun was now somewhat eager to see Ye Xuan’s performance. Having successfully endured seventeen strikes of Heavenly Thunder, it unquestionably indicated that Ye Xuan possessed the perfect condition to cultivate the Nine Heavens Thunder Scripture.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Scripture, always considered a Miracle Martial Art, what would happen when it reached Ye Xuan’s hands? Could he fully decipher it?

"Alright."

After consuming a pill and resting for a bit more than two hours, Ye Xuan had finished his recuperation. He slowly exhaled a breath and nodded at Murong Yun.

"Then let’s go."

Murong Yun’s gaze shifted slightly, and he also whistled, calling over the Gale Eagle that was perched nearby.

At this moment, a glint of sharpness passed through Ye Xuan’s eyes—the Nine Heavens Thunder Scripture, he was coming for it!