Douluo: Reincarnation, the King's Power Never Dies, Unrivaled in the World

Chapter 231 Heavenly Thunder Marrow Cleansing
The martial spirit exudes a faint light, as if it is ready to release powerful force at any time to fight to protect the young master.

As time went by, the dark clouds in the sky became increasingly low, and strange flashes of lightning flashed in the clouds, which was a sign that the Nine-Layer Heaven Thunder was about to descend.

The entire Killing City was immersed in an extremely tense atmosphere, as if even the air had solidified.

And in the center of this storm, Wang Quan Wumu sat cross-legged quietly, like an unshakable mountain, waiting for the baptism of the storm.

His mind was completely immersed in the operation of his own soul power and the perception of the impending heavenly thunder. Everything around him seemed to gradually fade away, leaving only him confronting the nine-fold heavenly thunder that was about to fall.

At this critical moment, Feng Pang became more alert, and his breathing became slow, fearing that any movement on his part might cause an accident.

He did not dare to take his eyes away from the direction where Wang Quan Wumu was, and prayed silently in his heart that the young master would be able to survive this disaster, successfully create his own god, and lead them to a stronger future.

The Fallen in the City of Slaughter all raised their heads at the same time, looking at what was happening in the sky, their faces filled with astonishment.

What's going on?
The end of the world?

Just as they were full of doubts, the extremely oppressive atmosphere in the sky became stronger. The originally dim light seemed to be completely swallowed up at this moment, and the entire Killing City fell into a nearly desperate darkness.

The constantly flashing lightning, like the devil's claws, danced wildly among the dark clouds. Every flash was accompanied by a terrifying roar, as if it was the angry roar of the gods.

Some of the Fallen began to panic. They lost their usual composure in the face of this horrific scene they had never seen before.

Some people shouted in fear and fled in all directions, trying to find a corner they thought was safe to avoid the impending unknown disaster.

Others stood there blankly with their eyes wide open, unable to move, shocked by the wonder in the sky, muttering words that even they themselves could not understand.

Perhaps he was praying for the protection of some mysterious power, or perhaps he was just unconsciously venting his inner fear.

In this chaotic scene, a few calmer Fallen began to gather together. They discussed with serious expressions what was happening before their eyes.

"This is definitely not an ordinary celestial phenomenon. Could it be that the City of Slaughter violated some taboo and brought punishment from the heavens?"

A tall, ferocious-looking Fallen One said in a trembling voice.

"Impossible. We have lived here for so long and have never encountered such a situation. Could it be that some powerful being has caused this incident?"

Another skinny but sharp-eyed degenerate retorted.

Their discussion did not lead to a definite conclusion, and the lightning in the sky became more and more dense, as if it would pour down at any time and completely destroy the entire Killing City.

At this moment, the City of Killing has turned into a world full of fear and chaos.

Those fallen people who were once numb to blood and killing now have to face this sudden unknown fear.

Their fate seemed to be controlled by an invisible force at this moment, and they were powerless and could only wait for the verdict of fate in this doomsday scene.

The mysterious lightning in the sky and the truth behind it were still like a fog, covering the entire Killing City and making people shudder.

A deafening thunder suddenly sounded.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket streaked across the quiet sky and suddenly hit Wang Quan Wumu's body.

At that moment, the light was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it. The strong electric current was like a raging dragon raging through Wang Quan Wu Mu's body. His body shook violently, and his clothes shattered in an instant, turning into flying fragments.

The skin seemed to be torn apart by the impact of the thunder, and a strange light appeared. It was the energy fluctuation generated by the fierce confrontation between soul power and thunder.

Wang Quan Wumu gritted his teeth and endured the great pain. His face was distorted by extreme pain, but his eyes revealed incomparable firmness and determination.

He knew very well that this was the tribulation that a self-created god must go through. Only by enduring the baptism of these heavenly thunders could he obtain the supreme power.

The surrounding air seemed to be shaken by the power of the thunder, making crackling sounds, and the earth was shaking slightly.

Feng Pang was watching from a distance with great anxiety. He clenched his fists tightly, veins popping out on the back of his hands, and he wished he could rush forward immediately to share the terrible lightning strike for the young master.

But he also understood that he could not act rashly at this moment. He could only pray silently for the young master in his heart, and at the same time pay more attention to his surroundings to prevent any accidents from happening.

Thunderbolts as thick as buckets continued to strike Wang Quan Wumu, and every impact seemed to shatter his soul.

However, Wang Quan Wumu never gave up. He tenaciously mobilized the soul power in his body, trying to guide and absorb the power of the heavenly thunder and transform it into a boost for his own promotion.

In the midst of thunder and lightning, his figure seemed so small, yet so tenacious, as if he was an indomitable warrior fighting against the heaven and earth, marching courageously towards the peak of his own godhood.

As the bucket-thick thunder continued to rage, Wang Quan Wumu's body suffered pain that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

He felt that every inch of his skin and every bone was being madly impacted by the power of the thunder, but his consciousness remained clear and he stubbornly fought against this violent force.

The second thunderbolt fell immediately, more fierce than the previous one. The sky seemed to be torn open, and the dazzling lightning instantly illuminated the entire area like daylight. Wang Quan Wumu's whole body was tense, and his soul power was running wildly in his body, forming layer after layer of protection.

However, the power of the thunder was too strong, and the protective layer was broken the moment it came into contact with the lightning, and the strong electric current ran through his body again. He couldn't help but let out a painful roar, but the roar was quickly drowned out by the thunder.

As the third, fourth... heavenly thunder continued to fall, Wang Quan Wumu's body became covered with wounds, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, nostrils, and ears, but his eyes remained firm and he showed no intention of retreating.

He kept telling himself in his heart that he must succeed. For the sake of his own pursuit and the people around him, he must not fall here.

Just as the eighth heavenly thunder was about to fall, Wang Quan Wumu suddenly felt a mysterious power awakening in his body.

This power seemed to come from the depths of his soul. It quickly merged with his soul power, making his aura instantly stronger.

(End of this chapter)