A life of clearness

Chapter 231 Lightning Strikes Wood

Huazhu was very sure that Concubine Ji was under this vortex.

At such a close distance, Lianlizhi could certainly sense it accurately.

Rong Qing had already rushed into the whirlpool and disappeared in the sea water.

"Alas." The flower owner sighed, "If I don't go down, and something happens, I won't be able to defend myself."

Although she was very reluctant to see Concubine Ji again, at least this time it was Rong Qing who faced Concubine Ji head-on, not her, the Flower Lord.

So Hua Zhu followed Rong Qing and entered the vortex.

The vortex on the sea surface seemed calm, but the squeezing force inside was real. However, for the Divine Transformation cultivator, it was just like a breeze and drizzle, with no effect at all.

Passing through the whirlpool, you will truly enter the Wuwang Mountain under the sea. This is an inverted mountain, hollow inside, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

As Huazhu fell, Rong Qing's figure gradually appeared in her sight.

Snow-white, clean, and spotless, it is undoubtedly the brightest presence in this dark space.

Not only that... With her beautiful eyes slightly opened, the Flower Lord felt the many breaths that flew out rapidly from the heart-pounding darkness at the bottom. Each breath was extremely strong.

Stimulated by the mysterious thing that was about to appear, her heartbeat quickened.

"What is that?" Hua Zhu was puzzled and stopped, watching Rong Qing flying inside as if she didn't notice anything.

The Flower Lord cared, but Rong Qing didn't. The purpose of her trip was to kill the Imperial Concubine Ji as soon as possible. No matter what stood in her way, she would kill them all.

Figures appeared in Rong Qing and the others' sight like fish leaping out of water. There were men and women, some tall and strong, some slender and graceful.

One, two, three, four... a total of forty-three people. Their cultivation was all at the half-step to the God Transformation stage!
Moreover, these forty-three people have a special connection, and their powerful aura echoes each other, making them appear even more domineering and powerful.

This is not enough, behind them, there is this thing.

This thing had just emerged from the dead air at the bottom. Even from the exposed side, one could tell how huge it was. It was like a giant pillar growing from the bottom of the sea.

"That's my lightning-struck wood!" Hua Zhu recognized it at a glance and screamed in his heart. "I thought the wood had been damaged in the battle with Concubine Ji. I didn't expect that she could repair the wood and... let it change its owner! How did she do it?"

The Lightning Wood is one of the spiritual plants that the Flower Master has carefully cultivated. It looks like a decorative pillar in the cave, but it is also a sharp weapon in the battle. After being captured by Concubine Ji in that battle, the Flower Master lost her sense of the Lightning Wood. She thought... the Lightning Wood had fallen. This is a common thing. Although it hurts to waste energy and resources for hundreds of years. But it takes a thousand days to raise an army and only a moment to use it. It is the fate of a weapon to die on the battlefield.

How could he not be shocked and angry when he saw the lightning-struck wood again at this moment, and it was being controlled by Concubine Ji's subordinates?
The forty-three Half-Step Gods all released a thick death aura, which acted like a rope dragging the huge lightning-struck wood behind them.

As the lightning-struck wood moved, a rumbling sound of thunder was heard from it.

"These alone can't stop me. For Half-step Gods of this level, having a large number is not an advantage." Rong Qing flew downwards without hesitation and met the forty-three Half-step Gods and the Lightning Wood that flew out.

Rays of light lit up in the darkness, drawing long arcs. Each ray of light pierced through the body of a Half-Step God with incredible precision. Wails erupted from the mouths of these Half-Step Gods. Even more terrifying was that masks appeared on their original faces. Those masks all showed extremely painful and hideous expressions.

The light passed through their bodies and gathered on the lightning-struck wood behind them.

Many rays of light condensed precisely at one point. Just like ice and snow melting, the lightning-struck wood, which was as hard as iron and stone, instantly disappeared, leaving a huge hole.

"This!" Hua Zhu, who was parked in a safe place, frowned. "This is not the right way to deal with lightning-struck wood. It turns out that he is young and inexperienced. Yu Rong was too aggressive this time. He is in trouble."

The flower owner knew very well what the consequences would be if he made a hole in the lightning-struck wood. The tree he owned was a mature lightning-struck wood. Just like a tank full of water, once it was broken, the water would flow out.

The lightning-struck wood has endured thousands of strikes from the thunderbolts, and it contains an unknown amount of thunder power. In the cultivation world, the lightning-struck wood that has the effect of absorbing thunderbolts is a treasure sought after by cultivators who are about to pass the tribulation at a high price. Not to mention this finished product cultivated by the Flower Master.

Sure enough, a streak of white lightning suddenly shot out from the hole blasted open by the light beam.

Following closely behind was dense thunder, which pulled at each other's power to form a huge lightning net, with thunder balls actively moving around on it.

The thunder that had been imprisoned for a long time did not extinguish but grew. It swarmed out of the hole and flew towards Rong Qing, turning into a long river of lightning. Although one end was connected to the lightning-struck wood, it seemed to have no end.

Rong Qing snorted upon seeing this, and a scarlet blood spot suddenly appeared in her left eye, and a blood-red lightning as thin as a hair flew out of her eye.

The body of thunder is blood red, but the light it emits is pitch black.

Blood-bone Cang Ying. It was the Great Destruction Thunder. In addition to its powerful destructive power, its devouring power also attracted the attention of the spiritual world monks.

Each of the white lightnings that flew out from the lightning-struck wood was several times more powerful than the great destruction lightning. However, the great destruction lightning passed by so arrogantly that it crashed directly into a white lightning, opened its bloody mouth, and began to devour the lightning power of the white lightning.

Bai Lei had no power to resist and was torn into pieces in an instant. The next moment, he was swallowed whole into the mouth of the Great Destruction Thunder.

The Great Destruction Thunder had grown several times larger, visible to the naked eye, and was already as thick as a little finger. This made it swallow faster.

Not only the Great Destruction Thunder, Rong Qing herself was not afraid of these ordinary white thunders. Her body directly penetrated the thunder net, allowing the excessive thunder power to flow through her body, and white lightning frequently jumped around her body.

It looked scary, but it didn't cause much harm to Rong Qing.

Rong Qing rushed into the dense deathly aura at lightning speed. This upside-down mountain was very deep. But with Rong Qing's speed, it would only take a moment.

Thunder and death energy are incompatible with each other. Rong Qing was lucky because of thunder. The sticky death energy did not dare to approach her. Even if there were any that dared to come near her, they were burned out by the sudden electric arc.

Rong Qing once again passed through the area of ​​thick deathly energy and went straight to the bottom, which was the top of Wuwang Mountain.

Here, there is no dead air, nor spiritual energy. It is just like being in the mortal world.

No, it wasn't in the mortal world either. It was extremely cold and deserted here, without a single human presence.

(End of this chapter)