Fights Break Sphere: Purple Thunder Emperor

Chapter 341 Today, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion will surely be destroyed!
The area was shrouded in mist.

Lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, accompanied by booming thunder.

East Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion.

As the main pavilion of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, it is located in the Wind and Thunder Mountains in the northern region, close to the central region. This area is extremely strange, with thunder rumbling all year round.

However, today, besides the thunder, a clamorous aura soared into the sky above the Fenglei Mountains, seemingly harmonizing with the thunder.

Countless people flocked from all directions, converging on the main peak of the mountain range—Mount Lei, where the headquarters of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion was located.

"Such a dense concentration of wind and thunder power."

Xiao Yan stood on the stone steps halfway up Leishan Mountain, looked up and gazed into the distance, watching the astonishing thunder in the sky and feeling the powerful wind and thunder contained within it, and was somewhat moved.

"Hehe. This place is nice, it's perfect for that guy Xiao Bai!"

A strange laugh came from the side. Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the lazy young man in blue not far away, and couldn't help but say speechlessly:

"Don't you know that your leader of Zixiao has a grudge against this place? Why did you still come here to participate in this Four Directions Pavilion Conference?"

Lin Yan rolled his eyes, spread his hands, and said innocently, "What's there to be afraid of? My strength is so low that I'm practically invisible. Who would recognize me?"

"Besides, you're his brother, aren't you standing here too?"

Xiao Yan was taken aback and said irritably, "I'm here to find someone, not to attend the conference."

He encountered Mu Qingluan, a disciple of the Starfall Pavilion, in the Tianmu Mountains. He learned that Venerable Feng would be attending the Four Directions Pavilion Conference. His teacher was excited upon hearing the news and asked him to come here.

He was actually quite curious about his old friend, his teacher, and was rather impressed. The old man hadn't been this excited when he first heard about Aunt Xuan from Danta.

If he hadn't known his teacher quite well, he would have thought...
guilt guilt
The thought of being brutally beaten by the old man in the Tianmu Mountains sent a chill down my spine.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up, the conference is about to start!"

Lin Yan tugged at Xiao Yan, his eyes filled with confusion. He didn't know what was wrong with this guy. He stood there motionless, his face sometimes showing that 'lewd' smile, and sometimes shivering.

what

Then, as if remembering something, he shook off his hand with a look of disgust and ran wildly towards the top of the mountain.

Coming to his senses, Xiao Yan was slightly taken aback when he saw Lin Yan's actions. His face darkened, and he felt an urge to vomit blood.

On Mount Lei.

Clouds and mist swirled, and lightning flashed and thunder roared.

In the huge square in front of the East Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion, a towering arena has already been erected, surrounded by layers of spectator seats.

At this moment, representatives from various factions in Zhongzhou and the young talents had taken their seats, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

"The people from the Yellow Springs Pavilion have arrived!"

Exclamations rang out, and the western sky suddenly darkened, a chilling aura spreading outwards.

An old man dressed in a gray robe, with a sinister face and strangely contrasting black and white pupils, walked slowly with a group of disciples. Each step he took carried a chilling aura.

It was none other than the Lord of the Yellow Springs Pavilion—Venerable Yellow Springs.

"The Sword Master has arrived too!"

On the eastern horizon, a sword light pierced the sky.

An elderly man with white hair, carrying a long sword, stood in mid-air, his entire being resembling a drawn sword, its sharpness fully revealed.

Sword Venerable, the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"Look! That's Venerable Feng from the Starfall Pavilion!" A sudden exclamation erupted from the crowd.

A streak of azure light flashed across the sky, and an old man in a green robe walked through the air. He had a gaunt face, eyes like lightning, and was surrounded by sharp wind-attribute battle qi.

He was followed by several disciples, the leader of whom was none other than Mu Qingluan, the most outstanding young member of the Starfall Pavilion.

Standing in the square, Xiao Yan looked the newly appeared old man up and down, feeling somewhat excited.

This is his third powerful backer!

Since the battle at Luoshen Gorge, Brother Bai has unhesitatingly become number one in his heart, followed by Aunt Xuan from the Pill Tower. As for his teacher, he can only be ranked fourth for the time being.

"!" Old Medicine Master.

Without even thinking, just by looking at Xiao Yan's expression, he knew what the latter was thinking.

However, he was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, and a slight fluctuation appeared in his gaze as he looked at Feng Xian.

I never imagined we'd meet again in this lifetime!

The viewing platform at the highest point of the square.

The Thunder Venerable was dressed in a silver robe, with a majestic face and surrounded by lightning.

As the three Venerable Ones arrived one after another, he stood up and laughed like thunder.

"Haha, the three of you have come from afar. I, Lei, have failed to greet you properly!"

The sound was like a booming bell, echoing throughout the entire Leishan Mountain.

Venerable Wind smiled slightly: "Venerable Thunder, you are too kind. The Four Directions Pavilion Gathering is a grand event in our Central Continent. How could I be absent?"

"Hmph, old man Lei, enough nonsense, let's get started."

The Venerable Yellow Springs waved his hand impatiently, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The Sword Master simply nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

"Alright! Now that all three of you are here, let's begin!"

Seeing this, Venerable Lei was not annoyed. He smiled and nodded, then slowly walked to the front of the stage. His gaze slowly swept across the square, and the noise gradually subsided under his silver-white thunder eyes. The entire square was immediately silent.

The faint voice echoed continuously in Thunder Mountain, containing an implied thunderous power. Some of the weaker individuals involuntarily trembled slightly.

"Today is an auspicious day for the Four Directions Pavilion Assembly hosted by my Wind and Thunder Pavilion. Thank you all for coming and supporting us. However, I'm sure you are all familiar with the rules of my Wind and Thunder Pavilion."

"I hope that during the conference, none of you will do anything to disrupt it!"

As soon as Venerable Lei finished speaking, a soft laugh echoed between heaven and earth:

"Oh? So what if it causes disturbance?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone present clearly, as if it were right next to their ears.

At this moment, even the deafening thunder in the sky seemed to subconsciously become muffled, afraid to raise its voice.

"Who?"

Lei Zunzhe's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly.

The crowd in the square looked at each other in disbelief. Who was this person who dared to openly refute the Fenglei Pavilion Master's face at today's conference? Did he have a death wish?

The entire room fell silent instantly, and everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound.

The churning thunderclouds froze for a moment, then parted to the sides as if drawn by some force.

A figure appeared in the sky, stepping through the air. With each step, two streams of air, one black and one white, appeared beneath his feet, intertwining to form a tai chi pattern.

The newcomer was dressed in a black robe, with a handsome face and a faint smile on his lips.

"Brother Bai!" Xiao Yan's eyes widened as he instantly recognized the figure.

"Xiao Bai!"

Lin Yan was speechless. How come there was this guy everywhere in Zhongzhou?
On the viewing platform, Venerable Lei's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He stared intently at Xiao Bai, who was getting closer and closer, his eyes filled with disbelief: "How is this possible? How could you possibly have escaped from the Fallen God Abyss?"

In that fierce collision, the giant claw rescued him and Huang Hong first, and they were thrown directly into the Northern Region.

Later, he learned from Huang Hong that it was a half-saint who had made a move. He was very excited. With such a powerful figure making a move, how could Xiao Bai possibly survive?
He then returned to Fenglei Pavilion with peace of mind, and a year passed, and life was peaceful and serene.

He was a little worried when he heard that Ice River Valley had been destroyed, so he went into hiding for a while. But later things calmed down, and he didn't care too much. Since the Four Directions Pavilion Conference was being held at Wind and Thunder Pavilion this time, he returned to his sect.

I never expected him to be here today!
Recalling the terrifying scene of Xiao Bai stomping two Dou Zun from Ice River Valley to death with a single, domineering kick in Falling God Abyss, Thunder Venerable's face paled slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The other three Venerables looked puzzled, while Venerable Wind and Venerable Sword exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes. They couldn't discern the aura of the newcomer.

Venerable Huangquan narrowed his eyes, glanced at Venerable Lei, whose body was trembling slightly, and thought he was angry. He smiled coldly:
"Interesting. A mere junior dares to interrupt the Four Directions Pavilion Conference?"

He scoffed dismissively, stood up, and stared coldly at Xiao Bai.

"Boy, this is not a place for you to run wild. Get out of here at once, or else..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Because Xiao Bai only glanced at him indifferently.

With just one glance, Venerable Huangquan was struck as if by lightning. His whole body trembled violently, and his legs bent uncontrollably, causing him to kneel heavily on the ground!
"This...this is soul pressure?!" The Sword Venerable suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with horror.

Their Sword Pavilion has a technique called Sword Control, which relies on the power of the soul, so they are very sensitive to soul power. This young man, no, this young powerhouse's soul power has probably reached an unbelievable level.

To be able to easily suppress a two-star Dou Zun with just soul power—what level of skill is that?
Everyone stared in disbelief at what they saw.

The dignified Lord of the Yellow Springs Pavilion was actually forced to kneel down by a single glance from someone!
"Holy crap, Xiao Yan, is this really our boss? Has he been possessed by an old monster?"

Lin Yan rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then hurriedly shook Xiao Yan beside him, his voice urgent and his face full of excitement.

I always knew this guy was very strong and looked down on his peers, but I never expected that the leader of one of the Four Directions Pavilions, a famous Dou Zun powerhouse in the Central Plains, would be forced to kneel down by Xiao Bai like this!

"Stop shaking me. Didn't you always call me Xiao Bai before? Why are you calling me 'Boss' now?"

Xiao Yan broke free from Lin Yan speechlessly, muttering to himself, "What is the Four Directions Pavilion? It destroyed one of the Three Valleys back in the Fallen God Abyss."

Just as the two were whispering to each other, the voice rang out again from mid-air.

"Lei Yu, it's been a year, and you seem to have made no progress at all!"

Xiao Bai ignored the kneeling Yellow Spring Venerable and fixed his gaze directly on Thunder Venerable, a cold smile curving his lips:

"After we parted ways at Luoshenjian, even Binghe died. You're lucky, though, to still be standing here alive and kicking."

"However, today I'll see if that scruffy bird can still save you!"

As soon as Xiao Bai finished speaking, the entire room fell into dead silence.

Suppressing his shock, Lei Zunzhe said in a deep voice, "Xiao Bai, speak now, what is your purpose in coming to my Fenglei Pavilion today?"

In an instant, he thought of what had happened in the Ice River Valley and immediately realized that this person had probably been in seclusion there for the past year.

Are we here today to be wiped out like we were in Ice Valley?
"Xiao Bai?!"

As soon as Lei Zun Zhe spoke, everyone felt that the name sounded familiar.

"He is Xiao Bai, who confronted Ice River Valley and Wind and Thunder Pavilion in Tianhuang City."

Someone seemed to remember something and exclaimed softly, but to everyone else it was like a thunderclap.

A little over a year ago, Xiao Bai was said to be only a Dou Zong cultivator. Unexpectedly, today he was able to suppress the Yellow Spring Venerable with just a glance. What kind of monster is he?

"What do you want?"

Xiao Bai chuckled lightly, "Naturally, I'm here to collect a debt."

In an instant, his aura exploded without reservation, and the pressure of a Dou Zun powerhouse was as real as a physical force. Many of the weaker spectators in the square turned pale and had difficulty breathing.

"This aura... a peak three-star Dou Zun?!"

On the viewing platform, Venerable Wind suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"But this aura seems even more powerful than mine, a four-star Dou Zun. How could this be in such a short time?"

"The Wind Venerable, is it?"

Xiao Bai turned his head and looked at the old man in green robes not far from Lei Yu, and said in a calm voice,
"This matter has nothing to do with you, and I hope you will not interfere."

After speaking, he glanced at the black ring on Xiao Yan's hand, who was looking excited below.

That old fellow, Yao Lao, is really good at keeping his composure.

Little did they know, the old apothecary inside the ring was staring at Xiao Bai in disbelief, his expression one of utter shock.

I still remember when we parted ways at Luoshenjian, this kid was still seriously injured, wasn't he?
Moreover, he was taking an eighth-grade elixir at the time, not a ninth-grade golden elixir!

On the other side, Venerable Wind blinked somewhat blankly, glancing at Venerable Sword beside him, who was being ignored by Xiao Bai, his eyes flickering.

Judging from his tone, he could sense that Xiao Bai seemed to harbor some inexplicable goodwill towards him, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
"Today, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion will be destroyed!"

Xiao Bai patted non-existent dust off his sleeves and said calmly:
"As for the rest of you, you have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Anyone who remains on Thunder Mountain after that time will be considered a member of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion!"

Xiao Bai's voice wasn't loud, but it resounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

The square instantly erupted in commotion, with countless people displaying expressions of terror.

"Come on!"

Someone shouted, and the previously crowded square instantly descended into chaos. Disciples from various factions fled down the mountain, fearing they would be caught in the turmoil.

"you"

Upon hearing this, Lei Yu's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected Xiao Bai to be so ruthless, actually coming to destroy his Fenglei Pavilion!

"woooooo"

A sobbing sound came, catching Xiao Bai's attention. He turned his head and saw that Venerable Huangquan, kneeling to the side, was now flushed and struggling.

Seeing Xiao Bai looking at him, Venerable Huangquan's eyes were no longer cold. He hurriedly opened his eyes wide and blinked hard, nodding his head vigorously up and down.

"You mean you're going to live and die with the Wind and Thunder Pavilion?"

A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and Xiao Bai clapped his hands and laughed, praising:

"Since Venerable Huangquan is so loyal, how could I, Xiao, refuse to grant his request?!"

"woooooo"

Disbelief immediately appeared in Venerable Huangquan's eyes. He himself didn't know if that was what he meant.

"!" Sword Master.

"!" Venerable Wind.

How could the two not see the pleading look in Venerable Huangquan's eyes?

They exchanged a glance, flicked their sleeves, and led their respective sect disciples down the high platform. In a flash, they appeared at the foot of Thunder Mountain.

Because they saw another woman appear beside Xiao Bai, who was also a Dou Zun, and her aura seemed to be no weaker than theirs.

Fenglei Pavilion is finished!

This Four Directions Pavilion Conference may become a thing of the past. With two of them gone, what's the point of holding it again?

(End of this chapter)