Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 834 The Second Myriad Swords Diagram
Ning Fa breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although it had only been three hours, he had already expended a great deal of energy.

Of the five elements of divine thunder, only the Supreme Metal Divine Thunder and the Supreme Earth Divine Thunder were exhausted, and the power of the divine soul was only two or three tenths left.

Fortunately, it's finally finished.

He pulled away from Su Wanwan's cherry lips, looking at her beautiful face so close to his, and her perfect body now completely naked. Even with his self-control, he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart.

"Alright, you can now attempt to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

Ning Fa said in a deep voice, and with a swift movement, he retreated about a mile away.

Su Wanwan opened her eyes, her gaze filled with lingering fear and relief. Then, she looked at Ning Fa with eyes full of gratitude.

After receiving this help, she finally understood why her precious bronze mirror had said that only Ningfa could possibly solve her physical problems.

In her condition, even a powerful cultivator would likely be helpless.

She quickly cleared her mind of distractions and, without wasting this rare opportunity, immediately began her sprint toward the Nascent Soul realm.

Meanwhile, the immense spiritual power within her body, aided and fused with Ningfa's Five Elements Divine Thunder, was slowly condensing.

Not long after, a sudden rumble of thunder resounded, and the once clear sky was suddenly transformed. A large mass of dark clouds appeared out of nowhere, emanating a terrifying aura, which was a sign of the Nascent Soul Tribulation Lightning descending.

Ning Fa, who was not far away, also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Su Wanwan's Nascent Soul stage is going smoothly, and his efforts have not been in vain.

As long as you can get through the Tribulation Lightning of the Second Nine, you will be able to successfully transform into a nascent soul.

He watched intently, for witnessing the tribulation lightning firsthand was a rare opportunity, especially for him.

Not long after, an enormous blue lightning bolt fell from the tribulation clouds.

Su Wanwan, whose face was shrouded in intense red and blue spiritual light below, straightened up and summoned two red and blue flying swords.

The two swords intertwined and spun rapidly, transforming into a red and blue vortex that met the tribulation lightning head-on.

After a deafening roar, the lightning bolt vanished within the vortex.

Then several more bolts of lightning struck, and the same thing happened.

Ningfa nodded.

Although Su Wanwan's dual golden core of water and fire is extremely difficult to form into a nascent soul, its strength is indeed very strong. It seems that she should have no problem withstanding the heavenly lightning.

At that moment, Ning Fajian frowned.

He sensed that someone was heading this way, and they seemed to have ill intentions.

At this moment, more than 200 miles away, more than ten cultivators were flying rapidly toward this place.

The people in front were all Core Formation cultivators, and the middle-aged man with narrow eyes and a cold expression was an old monster in the early Nascent Soul stage.

These cultivators were emanating demonic energy, clearly indicating that they were practicing demonic arts.

The old Nascent Soul cultivator with a cold face had a glint in his eyes, revealing a hint of excitement, and muttered to himself:

"I never expected to encounter someone who has reached the Nascent Soul stage, and the fact that they chose this remote place suggests that they are very likely a rogue cultivator."

Since I, Wei Ming, have encountered this situation, I cannot be polite.

Kui Ming was originally a Nascent Soul demon cultivator from the Blood Thunder Sea. Now, upon hearing the news of the Phoenix Flame Nirvana Fruit in the Heavenly Melting Fire Swamp, he brought his disciples to try their luck. Unexpectedly, they stumbled upon someone here who had formed a Nascent Soul.

This naturally made him, who came from a background of calamity cultivation, want to take the opportunity to make a fortune.

After all, even if that person successfully forms a Nascent Soul, they will definitely be at their weakest point.

Ning Fa, on the other side, snorted coldly, naturally aware of the thoughts of these cultivators.

He initially intended to directly tell them to leave, but then a thought suddenly occurred to him.

I have indeed consumed a lot of resources over the years, and my originally substantial wealth has shrunk significantly. Perhaps this is a good opportunity to recoup some of that.

Thinking of this, he flashed and disappeared from the spot.

A short while later, Wei Ming frowned and gestured for the surrounding disciples to stop.

Before long, a silver streak flew a hundred feet in front of them, revealing a young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.

He looked at the crowd calmly and said, "Everyone, my friend is forming his Nascent Soul ahead. Please leave immediately."

Kui Ming was initially startled, but upon examining the young man opposite him, who was only at the late Core Formation stage, he immediately sneered, "A mere Core Formation junior dares to order me around! He truly doesn't know his own mortality!"

As he spoke, he grabbed with his right hand, and a burst of spiritual light flashed in the air, transforming into a chilling, white bone claw more than ten feet long, which reached out to grab Ning Fa.

Seeing this, Ning Fa revealed a strange smile.

He had already given them a chance, and since these people were courting death, he could act recklessly.

With a flick of his right hand, a seven-foot-long golden sword flew out like a serpent, transforming into a dazzling golden rainbow to meet the chilling bone claw.

It was his Yi Wood Sword.

With a sword whistle, the Yi Wood Sword swiftly flew past the chilling bone claw.

The bone claw paused for a moment, then exploded with a bang.

"You are a Nascent Soul cultivator, and you also have a lightning spiritual root!"

Upon seeing this, Wei Ming was greatly alarmed.

The opponent was actually a Nascent Soul Thunder Cultivator, which naturally had a great restraint on him who cultivated demonic arts, as could be seen from their recent exchange.

If it were any other ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, he might have taken advantage of his superior numbers to force his way in, but since this was a Thunder Cultivator, he hesitated for a moment and decided to let it go. Although he was puzzled as to why this person had just pretended to be at the Core Formation stage, he still frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist, since you are a fellow Daoist, then this old man will take his leave."

Ning Fa's expression turned even more strange. How could he let such a fat sheep leave so easily?

He immediately made a sword gesture with his right hand, and the Yi Wood Sword suddenly shone with golden light, slashing towards Wei Ming with astonishing momentum.

Wei Ming was furious: "You really think I'm afraid of you?! Let's attack together!"

His disciples, who had been waiting in ambush, immediately attacked, sending all sorts of magical artifacts radiating demonic energy rushing towards Ning Fa.

Ning Fa sneered, his shoulder jerked, and a burst of intense silver lightning erupted, transforming into a silver thundercloud that covered an area of ​​several miles in the blink of an eye.

The magical treasures attacked by the Core Formation cultivators were unable to move an inch in the silver thunderclouds, and even melted rapidly under the sharp lightning.

The faces of those Core Formation cultivators changed drastically. They even forgot about saving their magic treasures and desperately used defensive techniques to resist the terrifying thunderclouds that were encroaching from the surrounding area.

Those Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivators vanished into nothingness after screams of agony.

Kui Ming was shocked, only then realizing that Ning Fa's strength far exceeded his expectations.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he tossed out a long black banner.

Suddenly, the banner emitted a bright black light, and amidst howling gusts of cold wind, a completely black skeleton emerged from the banner.

Its empty eyes held pupils like emerald will-o'-the-wisps, and its fangs clenched wildly, radiating a powerful spiritual pressure approaching that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

A flash of black light appeared between its hands, and each of them produced a black bone blade about ten feet long. With rapid movements, it was able to resist the erosion of the surrounding silver thunderclouds.

Upon seeing this, Wei Ming frowned.

He was well aware of the power of his demonic form, which was absolutely capable of fighting against an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, but it could only barely defend itself against the silver thunderclouds.

He hesitated for a moment, then flipped his right hand, revealing another gray cloth bag, from which emanated an extremely cold and evil aura.

"Hmph, I originally intended to keep this Yin Bone Demon and this Netherworld Poison Sand in the Heavenly Melting Fire Swamp for use."

But if I can kill you and obtain the wealth of two Nascent Soul cultivators, it's worth it.

The man sneered, a ruthless glint in his eyes. He raised his right hand and severed all four fingers of his left hand, sending them flying straight into the Yin Bone Demon's mouth.

The demon bared its fangs and devoured the four fingers. Instantly, its spiritual pressure surged, and it became even more fearless of the surrounding silver thunderclouds, rapidly approaching Ning Fa.

Meanwhile, pale-faced Wei Ming muttered incantations and turned over the gray cloth bag in his hand.

The bag was opened, and countless black grains of sand flew out, like a black cloud, exuding an extremely evil aura.

At this moment, Ning Fa turned around and looked behind him. He noticed that Su Wanwan's tribulation lightning only had a few bolts left.

He turned around, shrugged, and said, "I'm in a hurry, so I'll just have to hurry."

With a change of hand seals, the Yi Wood Sword flashed with golden light, and layers of golden lightning surged from its body, exuding an aura of extreme yang and strength—it was none other than the Evil-Repelling Divine Lightning.

Moreover, the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder at this time is as high as the third-tier superior grade, which can be said to have reached the peak of the acquired Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder.

"This is... the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder!" Wei Ming's expression changed drastically. He looked at Ning Fa with a look of horror and disbelief.

The once menacing Yin Bone Demon, its eyes flashing with ghostly fire, revealed fear and turned to flee.

But with a thunderous roar, a divine lightning bolt, meant to ward off evil, swiftly struck down from the Yi Wood Sword.

With a bloodcurdling scream, the Yin Bone Demon began to crumble under the Evil-Repelling Divine Lightning, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

The Yi Wood Sword, its momentum undiminished, plunged into the mass of Netherworld Poison Sand. Golden lightning flashed wildly, forming a net, and black mist billowed wherever it passed. Soon, this formidable Netherworld Poison Sand was completely dissipated.

Seeing this, Wei Ming lost all will to fight. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood essence, wrapped his entire body in a blood-red streak of light, and fled at top speed.

But then a peculiar sound of thunder and lightning rang out, and a flash of lightning appeared in front of the man, revealing Ning Fa's eerie figure.

Kui Ming was terrified and was about to separate his nascent soul from his body to use the teleportation technique.

Ning Fa snorted coldly, his voice booming like thunder in his mind, causing him to lose his senses instantly.

At the same time, Ningfa's right hand flashed into his abdomen and grasped a black nascent soul about an inch in size.

As a burst of lightning erupted from Ning Fa's hand, the nascent soul turned to ashes amidst a scream.

Ning Fa looked at the corpse in front of him with a calm expression.

With his current strength, killing a Nascent Soul stage cultivator wouldn't take much effort, even if he was in poor condition.

But since this person was the first Nascent Soul cultivator he killed after he formed his Nascent Soul, it did have some commemorative significance.

It can only be said that this person was unlucky, because encountering him was no better for a demonic cultivator than for a lightning cultivator.

Ningfa grasped at the void, and the man's storage ring flew into his hand.

He quickly broke through the restrictions on the storage ring, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face after scanning it with his divine sense.

His efforts weren't in vain; this demonic cultivator's wealth was comparable to that of the Thunder-Swallowing Ancestor.

A rough estimate suggests that the contents of the storage ring are worth tens of millions of spirit stones, and some of the precious spiritual items cannot be bought with spirit stones.

At this moment, Ning Fa's expression suddenly changed, and then a flash of spiritual light appeared in front of him, revealing an object.

This is a piece of brocade about a foot in size, with a blurry white sword on it, which is flying and spinning on the brocade with great spirituality, looking extremely mysterious.

Ning Fa looked stunned.

"This demonic cultivator actually possesses a Myriad Swords Diagram!?"

(End of this chapter)